Saturday, December 04, 2004

More about Wyoming...

I remember camping with my parents as a child in Maine. It would be pitch black. My brother and I would be laying in the grass looking up at the beautiful star filled sky.

We had never seen a night sky so filled with dotted lights.

Many years later, on trips to Wyoming to visit my husband's family.... Rich and I would go for walks at night so that I could see the light filled sky.

It is breathe-taking to stand in the quiet of the black night and look toward the heavens.... filled with an infinite number of sparkling stars. The moon looks so close here. I feel like I could just reach out and touch it sometimes. It is the biggest moon I have ever seen.

I am a transplanted Boston-suburbia city girl, now, in the wilds of northern Wyoming. I marvel at the richness of the nature that surrounds me! I'm like a little girl with wide-open eyes standing in awe at a the landscape that layes before me.

1 comment:

Stacy said...

I thought the exact same things four years ago when I went on a mission trip and looked up at my first New Mexico night. Wow.