Every once in a while, usually after 9pm, I’ll look up to find Hal walking towards me, carrying my coat and shoes. As he hands them to me he says, “I need you to put these on and come with me”. His serious tone is offset by the glint in his eyes and I know exactly where we’re going.
This “stop everything” moment happened last night as I was putting together my lunch. It’s a familiar scenario as I quickly put on my jacket and boots, while Hal goes to get the binoculars. We shut off all the lights in the kitchen and he tells me to close my eyes as we head outside onto the back deck. We sit together on one of the chairs and I wait for my cue to open my eyes. “I’m just letting our eyes adjust. We’ll open them soon”, he says. Cozy and contented, I don’t really care when we open our eyes. I could probably start dozing but then Hal nudges me and I open my eyes to see a perfect crescent of the moon, so bright in the sky, surrounded by lots of stars. It’s beautiful and I’m reminded of just how much I love to stargaze, especially with Hal.
Hal lifts the binoculars to his eyes while I admire the night’s sky with my naked, nearsighted eyes.
“You can really see the dark side of the moon”, he says excitedly. I anxiously wait my turn with the binoculars, and suddenly we become excited kids discovering the solar system for the first time.
And like the sap that I am, Mama Cass’s version of “Dream a little dream of me” starts playing in my head and I begin to hum and sway as Hal moves around our porch trying to get a better view of the stars. This is pretty typical of us, me the romantic, him the explorer. But we’re both enjoying the moment together…and continue to for a little while, despite the mysterious animal that scampers out from beneath our deck.
And in your dreams, whatever they be...dream a little dream of me....
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