A Solemn Realization, A Hopeful Data Set, and The Real Life Long Awkward Pause
The nights of driving to isolated corners of frozen lakes are over and this is not without some sadness. Temporarily on a happier note, we looked to be in for another perfect night - elevated auroral conditions were still among us, resigned to walking out onto a lake or not. We arrived out to a nice little breakup, beautiful in colour and movement, and selfishly fully satisfying for just fifteen or so minutes into our night. It wasn't going to be like last night, but it was spectacular, and as far as cliches go, 'just different'. Then a few hours later, somehow infinitely more satisfying and exhilarating, another breakup filled the sky with curtains of pink, purple and green dancing over our heads.