As I pick my son up from the bus, a crowd of kids gather round like seeing a rock star step out of his tour bus. Not many of the kids around here get a bus from school and it is an adventure to have this preschooler having the coveted ride. As I set the sleepy boy down on the ground to go play with his sister I get a head butt (unintentional) to the nose. I look up to see the moon in the clear blue sky calling me. Then I'm brought down to earth with afterschool snacks and to be an audience for the recital the children want to play for me. The moon can wait another day, but I think for my artist date this week maybe I'll just sit outside and gaze at the moon, and stars in the volumist space above.