codecalla

When looking at the darkened winter sky, longing for a glimpse of starlight, I wonder why I live in a brightened city environment.  Where I grew up, it’s dark at night.  So dark that the night swallows you and you revel in it.  I could lie out in the front yard and look up at the sky and the stars were brilliant, scattered through the heavens, innumerable.  Now I’m tremendously excited by the glimpse of 1 star against the night sky.