And the Stars Fell on Alabama

I am home from my brief trip to Daulphin Island, Alabama.  I have so much I could wax on and on about, but I need to unpack and get ready to go back to work tomorrow (yuck).  But right now, I am thinking about the stars.  At night I would sit on a dock or the back porch of the hotel listening to the surf, enjoying the night breezes, and just stare up into the starry sky and dream.  I made up a new constellation of a man on a motorcycle riding his heart out.  I would name that constellation Vernon.  Tonight at home I am missing those stars.