It used to be magic, going outside in inky blackness except for the lightning bugs and the constellations, especially during meteor showers when the stars seemed to dance around you. Even the tiniest backyard was a fairyland, sure to have lunar moths and a resident owl
I used to live in a small town in Wyoming that was at 7,000 ft (2134 m) on a cold winter night when the humidity was in single digits along with the temperature, you could go outside and see the Milky Way Galaxy. It looked like diamond dust had been strewed across the sky.
I have always lived in a suburb, but in the summer we’d come down to the wilds of the Eastern Shore of Maryland (east of the Bay), and it was appropriately dark. Even now you can still see the Milky Way.
logan.moriarty 5 months ago
Lol, who needs stars anyway??
spmbwood Premium Member 5 months ago
It used to be magic, going outside in inky blackness except for the lightning bugs and the constellations, especially during meteor showers when the stars seemed to dance around you. Even the tiniest backyard was a fairyland, sure to have lunar moths and a resident owl
Bruce1253 5 months ago
I used to live in a small town in Wyoming that was at 7,000 ft (2134 m) on a cold winter night when the humidity was in single digits along with the temperature, you could go outside and see the Milky Way Galaxy. It looked like diamond dust had been strewed across the sky.
darcyandsimon 5 months ago
I have always lived in a suburb, but in the summer we’d come down to the wilds of the Eastern Shore of Maryland (east of the Bay), and it was appropriately dark. Even now you can still see the Milky Way.
darcyandsimon 5 months ago
BTW, that light pollution effect is gorgeous!
Mike Baldwin creator 5 months ago
That’s what bright and funny friends are for.
Mario500 5 months ago
(senses a quotation twist in this cartoon)
(note: “We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.” – Oscar Wilde)
the lost wizard 5 months ago
Cheers. :)
Buoy 5 months ago
Madman, drummers, bummers
Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps
As the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin’ kinda older
I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasin’, sneezin’ and wheezin’
The calliope crashed to the ground
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
markkahler52 5 months ago
Or is it the Northern Lights?