I have a confession to make. I am afraid of the dark.
The city is a fine place to live with the streets lit up at night.
The country is a bit darker with backwoods lanes and farms all around.
My husband loves to remind me of our arrival to the southern states.
"Beth's flight came in around midnight. As we drove to our new home, we got farther and farther from the city. The roads got darker and darker. Beth started asking if this was a joke. We got to a point where city light pollution did not penetrate through the trees. Beth was sitting next to me getting more fidgety and nervous. At one point, she asked if I needed to turn around! When we pulled up to the house, only the garage light was on with no streetlights near by. Beth insisted that we would get a light on our property like the neighbors across the way!"
When those neighbors trimmed their trees, I remember cringing that their light shone through our side windows in the master bedroom. Oh how quickly I changed my tune!
I don't relish in the darkness but, if you've read some of my previous posts, I do love a clear, crisp night of start gazing nowadays!