Eclipse

            Waking up in time to see the lunar eclipse, I was happy that my bedroom window faces east.  All I had to do was prop up on my elbows and lift the window blinds.  There it was:  even more stunning than I had imagined.

            Several hours later, I woke again, smiling with the memory of the eclipse, which seemed almost like a dream.  As I thought more about it, I realized it WAS a dream.  That stunning view had been of Earth, the continents a shimmering white against the backdrop of the dark oceans. 

            Oh, well.  There will be another eclipse in the spring.  But I doubt I will ever see Earth from space again, unless in my dreams.