Textbook Nights and the Lingering Winter Bite

I don't think you can script a night more beautifully. Arriving to only the faintest flame of the aurora above the treeline in a twilight blue sky, she quickly grew with interest in the north working her way across the sky to one of those perfectly photographic break-ups. There were greens, there were pinks and there were purples to your eyes, if not only briefly. Finally as she quieted back down and delicate structures filled the sky, we packed up and drove back home seeing -27° register on dash, and it felt every bit of it. 

The Sustainability Factor and Will Winter Ever End?

It's entirely possible the first third of April sees an average nighttime temperature lower than that of January. Toes shouldn't be cold in winter boots, tripod heads should be fluid and smooth, and one battery should be enough. Perhaps the only evidence of spring these days is the snow evaporating off the ice roads, giving way to impromptu dance parties - from guests much more talented than me, tripod feet that won't stay put, and reflections of the aurora in the ice.
If not for the cold, perhaps the only thing keeping us from going dusk right through to dawn these nights is that I have to find some personal sustainability to be awake for tour the next nights too. 

Like An Environmentalist in a Vegan Ice Cream Store

While we drove into the countryside tonight and I poked fun at how Morgan and I were the night before, it sure paled in comparison to this.

The Lovefest Back On, Date Night, and a Really S'well Time

It was just the two of us, just Morgan and I. With no guests booked and perfect weather, date night was on. We didn't leave any later than usual, and weren't really home any earlier, but there weren't 7 S'well bottles to hand wash after, and this in itself was treat enough. 

Betrayal

As Morgan lies upside down on the sofa across from me, her hair draped over the end of the chaise quietly reading her book, basking in the sunshine like a cat, I'm going to write about how last night on our way out of town I was joking that lady aurora is the one, who after all these years, has always been there with me. For a couple years, my relationship with Morgan was about 30x longer distance than it is with lady aurora too. So of course, on the night I was particularly gushing over her recently, she betrays me, and the quietest night was had.