A truce with the moon

A very faint first hours of tonight didn’t have me worried in the way it usually would. Not even the full moon gave me cause for concern or any real annoyance. If we would get what I was hopeful we would get, the moon would add beauty and not take any away.

So from the beginning, the longer we went without much happening above us, the more optimistic I became for some time later, and later, and later. The timing of the aurora set us up for a later peak, probably, despite very, very good conditions. It’s all always an educated guess at best, but I was fairly sure. Our 10pm sunsets and 5am sunrises now give shorter nights, but I was still sure tonight was a question of when, and not if.

That when finally came on the sunrise side of the middle of the night, of course, but it was beyond the magic I was hopeful of.