Clear night, mountain summit, Alix up past 9:30pm – the perfect combination for some stargazing.
The Perseids Meteor Shower in August was one for the books. 185 more words
Maybe this is what causes hangovers. Not just the booze, but the knowledge that a more honest, truthful self would rather climb trees, throw over garbage bins, and lay in soccer fields at night, contemptuous of the millions of unknowable elsewheres always above, always unchanging, while our faces develop lines, crease against the sun, nothing but aging bread, and during it all the Big Dipper has always four dots in its basket and three in its handle, from day one to day nil.