In honor of my late, beloved friend, David, may you enjoy many aurorae shimmering.
The aurorae are beautiful. In the late 70s, I was lambing for a big sheep ranch, and was outside and inside the barn all night. I looked to the North one night in March, during lambing season, and there they were! Awestruck, I stood still for a few moments to watch the shimmering curtain of greens, pinks, and listened to the hiss and crackles. It felt like I was being visited by God and He was leaving me with a message of hope and assurance.
I had never seen these before. Since that time I have seen the aurorae several times, in the early morning hours. So beautiful!
In honor of my late, beloved friend, David, may you enjoy many aurorae shimmering.
The aurorae are beautiful. In the late 70s, I was lambing for a big sheep ranch, and was outside and inside the barn all night. I looked to the North one night in March, during lambing season, and there they were! Awestruck, I stood still for a few moments to watch the shimmering curtain of greens, pinks, and listened to the hiss and crackles. It felt like I was being visited by God and He was leaving me with a message of hope and assurance.
I had never seen these before. Since that time I have seen the aurorae several times, in the early morning hours. So beautiful!