Mosquito Minimum, Meteor Maximum, and The Dance

In a lot of ways, it was the night we were dreaming of. No forest fire smoke, dead clear skies during the darkest hours, and a range of temperatures to keep the mosquitos away and my hands comfortable without gloves. Is this even real life? 
Really the only thing that was missing on a night like this was any photographic proof of the dozens of meteors we enjoyed seeing fall all across the sky.