In the wake of another CME (Coronal Mass Ejection), and several e-mails warning us that the Aurora is going to be very active, I've found myself missing Alaska again. It's kind of hard to see so many pictures posted, and be able to join the action no longer. I miss the exciting nights of checking various sites for Aurora forecasts, of driving out into the dark night with a dear friend, and the thrill of seeing that first green glimmer of the lights, even though I'd seen them many times before.
But I am so grateful for the memories made, and that I DID have the opportunity, several times to experience the ethereal beauty of the Northern Lights. There was one last picture I took, of the very last display we saw, that I have not shared yet. It seems a good time now to share it. It was the brightest, most incredible display we'd seen yet. We were even able to see pinks and reds with our naked eyes, which is a rare occurrence, and there were several branches of it that twisted and swirled very quickly as we watched. Unfortunately, they did not last long, and began to dissipate soon after we got to the top of the summit where we wanted to view them. And the wind was terribly, bone-chillingly cold and very strong, making it very difficult to get any decent photos. Still, at least I ended up with this one.
I am grateful to have been witness to such a beautiful display of God's glory in His creation.
