I can get lost looking up at a starry sky; I once left dinner to burn on the stove when somebody said, “Have you seen the size of that moon out there tonight?”
This very morning I was late for work because I got caught up in the astronomical ceiling at Grand Central Station. Astronomical in both senses of the word. If you ask me, it’s worth a trip to New York just to see this majestic mural of the stars painted in gold leaf on a shade of cerulean blue I don’t think there’s a name for.
When I finally got a crick in my neck–and bumped into enough–I figured it was time to get to work. The first email I opened at my desk took me back to the heavens (I love this job!).
It seems Rebecca Spiller, a woman in the small fishing town of Brixham, England, took some photos of the night sky but didn’t notice what she’d captured in one until later: “It’s not been Photoshopped or altered in any way. You can see a face in the photograph. To me it’s like someone’s looking down on me and looking after me.”
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