Just saw a UFO. Approximately 4:32 p.m. Clear sky, no clouds. Moving north to south. No sound.
Jim out front watering, calls at me to come outside and bring the binoculars. I hobble out (been laid up with a bad knee) and he's looking up at the sky. "Damnit," he says. "I knew it would be gone if I turned away from it." He hands me the binoculars. "See if you can see anything through them, I'll keep looking." I don't see anything at all while looking at the sky, but through the binoculars I see, high up, a silver oval shaped object, and a bit of a tail but not like an airplane tail. I take the binoculars away from my eyes to tell Jim what I saw; he says "That's it!" But we can't see anything at all anywhere in the sky, nor through the binoculars.
I hobble back to the porch, intending to get my flip flops on and come back out. But I trip and fall on the porch steps, further hurting my knee and I did something to my toe. Bleh.
A few points:
- Past few days I've been thinking very strongly on how I haven't seen a UFO in a long time, and I want to see one! I want ... more. Communication, solutions. Answers. Okay, at least a sighting.
- No clouds in the sky not a one and very odd that neither Jim or I could see the object after the initial sighting. It couldn't have just disappeared so damn quickly; to where? No cloud to hide in. . . and it wasn't moving that fast.
- My tripping on the porch. Can't help but entertain the thought it was related to the object. "See?" says the UFO. "You wanted this, but at a price." Okay, not really. Just a thought.
- It's interesting how much information comes through about the object, when you see one, even when looking at it for such a short time. This was not a balloon, not a plane, or a blimp
. . . who knows what it was, but I know what it wasn't. Both Jim and I agree about that.
- The entire sighting, as short as it was, was intense enough to have us both go "hmmm... that was odd."