Member-only story
What the HELL Was That?
Strange sights in the sky.
Well, holy crap.
I went out into my hot tub tonight, as I often do. The grandkids that I watch every day had gone home. I had dinner on the stove. The laundry was washed and folded and put away.
Dogs fed.
I stepped into the darkness and sank into the bubbling water. Ahhhhh.
As I always do, I raised my eyes to the sky.
And I saw a jet going over.
Now, you need to know that I live in North Central Massachusetts. There are only a few flight paths that go over my house. Every one of them shows me jets that are way, way, WAY up there. I only see a little silver spark up there. But I follow those sparks every night, as they cross my sky.
After almost a decade of sitting in my hot tub, watching the sky, I have figure out that there are only a few flight paths that go over me.
There is the path that clearly goes from Boston up to Montreal or Quebec. There’s the one that goes much higher up, along the eastern sky, seemingly from the south to the north along the coast.
I know the paths. I know the lights.
So tonight I was a little bit surprised to see a jet’s light coming up across my sky from South to North.