All the sky we cannot see

Another View
By Bill Hall

I remember a time when night was dominated by light and all who saw it were thrilled.

That was especially true of children – like me, for instance. Our family of five had gone camping in a dense Idaho forest enjoying the wilds with its enormous trees, singing brooks, comical chipmunks, occasional bears and throngs of warbling birds.

We ignored the tent we had brought along. We watched the night sky lying on our backs, beholding the almost unbelievable light show above us.

We were children then, seeing that view for the first time, so we had to be brave. Flat on your back, looking into the lighted night, created an irrational illusion of seeming to look down into that enormous sky and almost feeling like you might fall into it.

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