We didn't see the "blood moon," but the clouds near the sunset reflected a brilliant crimson. We were standing on the deck, watching the red sky, and for a moment everything seemed ... right. I looked around our tiny back yard that now seemed to glow in the way that nature does at twilight. All of the colors seemed deeper. I looked back into our house through the back windows and screen door, and the sight was one of comfort and welcoming.
That was the feeling I had at that moment: contentment. Sure there are things that I would like to change, or add, or even do completely differently, but my life is a good one. This evening, under the red sky, I recognized that fact. And while the perfection of the moment was fleeting, and mosquitos ended some of the enchantment, it was a good feeling to have.