The April Lovefest Soldiers Right Along
On a night where the space weather data kind of made you want to just curl up into the fetal position on the bamboo floor of your living room wishing only for a high speed wind stream, or something, anything (don't worry, one will be here in a couple nights), within minutes of stepping outside the car into a night of -26°, the aurora was almost inexplicably beautiful. Of course, poor data can't last forever. By the end of the night, we were swimming (bad reference to use on a frozen lake in spring?) through wonderful looking data, which of course, became irrelevant by that time, anyway.