Sharon Lloyd column: Eyes to the skies
I HAVE to confess that this last week has seen me completely transformed into a space boffin. It started off by a gentle reminder from a Facebook friend that the International Space Shuttle would be zooming in the skies that night. At the given time I wandered out into the garden and stood in amazement as this orb of light passed over my head, thousands of miles up in the skies. And so it continued. Every day I'd find the update of the time of that night's sighting and my youngest son started tagging along as well. We have spent every evening in the garden, watching and waiting . . . sometimes in pyjamas, wearing our coats , some nights warm, others shivering . . . some nights cloudy and annoying, other nights quite a spectacular view. I think we've done it all. And how we've enjoyed discussing the whole spectacle.
I googled the picture of the ISS so we know what it looks like. After a week of regular watching, I was expecting them to wave at me as they passed overhead. But, the crowning glory happened on Monday night with the meteors.
As the rest of my family snored , I sat in the garden at 1am to look at the shooting stars, and I was NOT disappointed. The first one I saw took me by surprise, but then they came thick and very, very fast. It was a beautifully clear night, and as I looked upwards I saw the star formations I used to look out for as a little girl, with my Eye Spy The Sky book. The Great Bear and Little Bear were Sospan Fach and Fawr however, as I was a Llanelli lass. My interest in the stars has been totally re-ignited. Nature at its best.
So, I am delighted that the spacemen will be orbiting for a few nights more. I shall continue to stand in my garden and look upwards, and who knows, they might even land on my drive one night and call in for a cuppa!