When I was a child, I would look up at the night sky and imagine myself to be in the company of Peter Pan, Wendy, John and Michael, escaping to Neverland with arms outstretched, as if flying were the most natural form of transportation in the world. After several trial flights off the edge of a barn loft into a pile of hay, I had to accept reality. There have been times in my life, though, when I experienced “flying dreams”–ones in which I felt detached from my physical body, yet was fully aware that I was soaring above the earth, elated by my freedom, no longer bound by the limits of space and time. Even upon waking, the feelings associated with being at peace and in a state of wonder would remain with me long afterwards. While watching the lunar eclipse on September 27, 2015, I marvelled, again, at nature’s awesome display. As I watched the moon pass through earth’s shadow–our home planet temporarily blocking the rays of the sun–the moonscape took on a mysterious blood red glow. Lovely! These are a few of the photos I took that night from our deck in the city.
M.E. Pilkey (Peggy) 
I love flying dreams, Peggy. It’s been such a long time since I had one. Sigh. I’m so glad you’ve had that experience. And beautiful photos of the moon. ❤
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Beautiful! Thanks for sharing these, Peggy.
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Thanks, Sarah. I’m glad you liked the photos. When I inserted them in my post as a tiled mosaic, the moon shot that appears last had moved out of its proper position. I still have a lot to learn about the technical aspects of blogging!
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Great pictures, Peggy. Weren’t we lucky with the skies that night? I was hoping for a power outage! Cheers, Jean
Date: Sat, 10 Oct 2015 21:32:32 +0000 To: jmkryszek@hotmail.com
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Thanks, Jean. As you say, the skies were perfect for watching the eclipse that night. Lights had been turned off in our neighbourhood, as far as my eyes could see, which was a pleasant surprise. Now if only I’d had a steadier hand while holding the camera!
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