Nine years ago today, I'd been visiting Washington D.C. with a group from my church when we'd heard that the Space Shuttle Columbia had been lost on reentry.
As someone who likes to think they have a pretty good imagination, I've always had a lot of fun with pareidolia, the fancy, scientific name for seeing patterns or pictures in nature where none exist.
I was lucky enough to be selected for the Valentine's Day TweetUp at NASA Headquarters in Washington, DC. 150 followers of the @NASA account randomly chosen and invited to come to DC and meet with astronaut Ron Garan.
Every now and then, they would roll over to scratch an itch, and then return to lying there serenely with their eyes closed. Those sea lions, I thought, had the right idea about how to spend a lazy Sunday afternoon.