Good Morning, W'On

I was out and about in the back fifty acres from 5:20 to 5:40 a.m. EST. Saw about 20 or so--most likely more--during that period, but assume I missed a lot because sometimes when turning my eyes from one part of the sky to another, I'd catch the tail end of one. I tried lying on my back, but the frost-covered field grass was hard, uncomfortable, and very cold even through a heavy coat. The best way to look above the mostly southern field was leaning against a support on the grape arbor, my neck supported there.

There were ones with green tails, some golden and some nearly white. I could have sworn one of the green ones seemed to wiggle its plumped-out smoky tail--but that could have been (most likely) my vision moved around herky-jerky by my trifocals. The long bright ones were the most splendid, but I liked best the green-appearing ones, one, two, or three--my mind may be multiplying the recalled effect.

Surprising was the fact that they appeared over such a broad expanse of the sky--quite unpredictable in where the next would appear. And they moved in different directions, some from north to south, some falling right down due west. Not knowing much here, I'd expected them to all be moving in the same direction, but that was not the case.

I only saw a couple come into view at the same time. It would have been wonderful to have had some kind of remarkable movie camera that could have recorded the entire sky all at once throughout the night. Wonder whether that's possible?

Thanks, WO'n, for the heads-up to get our heads up. Won't forget that twenty minutes on this brisk morning for a meteor spree. Coffee never did taste better.

Best regards,
WW