This is a twice in a year shot:
“This blog is rather like a fusion of the Baroque ‘salon’ with its well-tuned harpsichord around which polite society gathered for entertainment and edification and, on the other hand, a Wild West “saloon” with its out-of-tune piano and swinging doors, where everyone has a gun and something to say. Nevertheless, we try to point our discussions back to what it is to be Catholic in this increasingly difficult age, to love God, and how to get to heaven.” - Fr. Z

Father! How did you make that nontrivial bird want to fly there?
Aq: That was the easy part.
That is breathtaking. Thank you for sharing!
WOW!
Would you order one for me just like that when I’m there in May?
Argent: Sure… one swiftly darting Roman swallow, comin’ up!
Why do I see no picture?
from Flannery O’Connor’s “A Temple of the Holy Ghostâ€:
“The sun was a huge red ball like an elevated Host drenched in blood and when it sank out of sight, it left a line in the sky like a red clay road hanging over the trees.â€
a twice in a year shot
Are you speaking in astronomical terms or using poetic license?