“Is that it over there?” Hilda asked Walter.
“Well, I think it has to be,” he replied. “Damn cloud cover. First the Total Eclipse, now the SuperMoon. And we missed seven sightings of the Aurora Borealis and two meteor showers this year for the same reason.”
They were sitting in the park, drinking from a flask of coffee.
“What a climate,” Hilda muttered. “We’ve really messed it up. I blame Global Warming.”
“Probably.”
They pored over their iPhone calendars.
“Says here there’s another SuperMoon in 2034!” said Walter.
“Oh that’s great. I’ll still only be 92.”
“Might need fresh coffee.”
“Well, I think it has to be,” he replied. “Damn cloud cover. First the Total Eclipse, now the SuperMoon. And we missed seven sightings of the Aurora Borealis and two meteor showers this year for the same reason.”
They were sitting in the park, drinking from a flask of coffee.
“What a climate,” Hilda muttered. “We’ve really messed it up. I blame Global Warming.”
“Probably.”
They pored over their iPhone calendars.
“Says here there’s another SuperMoon in 2034!” said Walter.
“Oh that’s great. I’ll still only be 92.”
“Might need fresh coffee.”
