*Sigh*
I trudged through the snow, trying to convince the dogs that they should hurry without having to drag them through any deep drifts - more for my sake than theirs. Bored stiff and cold stiff I walked around the corner of the house. A chill wind welcomed me forbiddingly. Then.
*Gasp*
The sky was adance (it's a new word...the Storyfingers Revised Dictionary) with northern lights. (Now you understand why I could say ablaze!)
Green magic slipped, shaped, twisted; made a silent music as I turned to stone under enchantment. Vibrant color waved and danced freely, boasting unreplicable beauty. I wouldn't have known if the dogs had tied me with their leashes and run away until I tripped when I tried to walk.
Mean while my conscience poked, jabbed, screamed and all but hit me upside the head to get my attention. Reluctantly I ran to the window to make my family aware of the beauty they were missing. Whether my muffled shouting and wild gestures actually meant anything to them, I remained unaware. Duty performed, I charged across the yard to get ouside the shelterbelt which hampered my view. I was soon joined by family members whose broken-record Oo-ing and Ahhhh-ing disturbed the night like small but self-important ripples in a lake.
I don't live on a lake but the image was to good to pass up.
I remained spellbound (and frozen) longer than anybody else, but it was worth it to see the northern lights. Later, my little brother asked for some pictures of the northern lights (since we can't see them extremely well from our home) and I showed him these images.
I love how bright the lights get further north.
Isn't the dancing and motion of the lights breathtaking?
I only saw green lights, so I had to find some pictures with more variety for my own sake.
A lot of the time they went straight up like this. I didn't notice any spectacular curls or twists.
*Yawn*
I went to bed a happy person.
