Stars and the Galaxy…

2nd March 2026

Hello my most beautiful and precious starshine {} xxx

I’m keeping everything crossed you saw Worm Moon this evening. They were absolutely stunning, and dominated the sky. 

Moon caught me by surprise at 18:18 (I looked at my watch and thought of you). I was treated again a while later, where they lit the clouds with a golden glow. It really was spectacular. I was keeping everything crossed you were enjoying seeing them in those moments as well {} xxx

It’s 21:21. You might already know this, but there’s a Hubble and Webb telescope website. It’s absolutely amazing and so beautiful. We can see what they’re seeing in real time, and travel across the universe. I thought you’d love it as well {} xx 

I was feeling gutted because I’m not well enough to say hello to the telescope, but I can now gaze at its magnificence from the comfort of my bed. It’s perfect. We both can.

I imagine you’ll be shocked by this, but it’s the first time I’ve read William Wordsworth’s I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud. I’ve only ever known that line. It’s such a beautiful poem, and couldn’t be more perfect. 

Casablanca by Gorrilaz, featuring Paul Simonon and Johnny Marr, brought me tears. The piano version is also beautiful and moving as well, but it didn’t bring me to tears.

The instruments used really do affect the overall feeling of a song don’t they? I’d love to know what you think of both versions. I think Damon really sounds like Bowie in the piano version. 

I’m listening to it again and it’s the line, “I don’t know anything” that brings me to tears. I really don’t. Everything I knew was based on lies and insecurities from others.

It’s 22:22. Sleep well, sleep restfully and peacefully my dazzling starshine, with sweet dreams for you and for me {} xxx

I do love you so much, and I’m hugging you with all my heart. I hope you can feel it. Nnight {} xxxx

I always hope you might read these in real time, but I know that’s wishful thinking. I’ll just wish upon those beautiful stars {} xxx

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