The Rapture…No! It’s not a lifting injury.
I thought I’d ease the tensions for those of you living on the other side of the dateline. I’t s almost 7:00 in the morning here. I’ve been up since 5:15 because I wanted to video the planetary alignment before the sun came up. It’s a beautiful morning. Still, crisp, patches of cloud float overhead in the predawn sky and reflect in the river. It’s low tide. The river is placid. Past the mouth of the river the sea is calm. All is well. I’m alive. I hope your rapture morning is as pleasant. Time for breakfast. I will ponder the disappointment of those compassionate ones who were revelling in the thought of our eternal immolation. No crispy critters here.