Good morning! It's 5:30 and I've been up for about an hour. Coffee is on and I am waiting for daylight before taking on the morning chores. The sun is just coming over the mountain, just slightly, and if I time things right I will be able to watch that gorgeous scene with a mug of hot mud and my heroes by my side, the farm dogs of Cold Antler Farm. I'll raise the mug to them. (And make a mental note to set the trap with some wet cat food for Rocket).
A few nights ago I was up at Midnight, and had stayed up on purpose in case the Northern Lights touched down. I have never seen them and a friend who is a little more up and up on celestial goings on explained to me that that night around midnight, there was a chance of seeing them in New York. I stood out there under the stars, searching up for a long while, but they never arrived. I headed back inside to my warm bed and house and felt lucky anyway. I didn't see the Big Show but I did just spend the evening with two close friends at the new straw bale home she had just finished building, a house whose beams I helped raise myself. We had a feast of bacon-coated meat loaf, veggies, and local beer and talked for hours. Then we sat in her wood-fired hot tub and watched falling stars. That is one hell of a night for me and the fact it didn't end with a light show did not diminish it.
In a few moments another light show is about to start, the sunrise. And not only will I have hot coffee I have the satisfaction of a flock of birds safe and whole, a day of good work ahead, and a horse who I think I'll tack up and take for a ride before heading off farm to help some friends out for a few hours with their project. There's a lot of good here, and a lot to look forward to with Antlerstock just around the corner! I can't believe it is Almost October...
The important part isn't to see the Northern Lights. That's just icing on the cake. The important part is keep looking up.