1990 was a good year for me. I was living in the Pocono Mts. of NE Pennsylvania under a dark sky with a trout stream in my backyard. I vividly recall looking at this apparition and wondering if I would be around in 30 years to see it again.
And here it is again. One last time for me!
Our time on this planet is insignificant.
Which is why I never take life too seriously.
And why I dance whenever I can.