Last night, driving home from dance class along some back roads and the regions major roadways, it was dark. It was a lot of the usual sights along the way. There were trees along a stretch of Route 117 and in another spot, orange barrels with reflective tape placed around a new looking rotary. A few idiots blazed down Route 2 much faster than the speed limit. There was nothing unusual seen along the way.
Back at home, feet up, TV on, I popped open Facebook and the feed began
filling up with photos of the aurora borealis in pinks and greens from friends in the Midwest,
Tennessee, New Hampshire, towns around the former residence of Lowell. I went outside
to have a look. Many times. At first, it was cloud cover. Then it was more
clear, but just a dark sky and sometimes a star.
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| Not the aurora, sky version. |
Hope was finally abandoned and I went to bed. While doing the
final doom scroll before sleeping with even more aurora images, I saw a really cool photo someone had posted
of the aurora outside their window, which they took while laying on their floor. When
I woke up at 2:46 this morning, I raised the shade and looked at the sky, hoping for something like the window picture seen earlier. Photos were taken, but it was more nothingness.
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| Not the aurora, TV version. |
To say I had another
raging case of aurora envy would be exactly correct. Allegedly, it may be
visible again tonight. I’ll be out in the yard, or maybe I’ll take a drive in
search of a more open area with the hope I’ll get to see it.


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