Stars

It's so beautiful out tonight.
On my way to Heidi's I "followed the big bright star" that is always lit on the side of the mountains in Palmer Lake. It always fascinates me how they do it.
On my way home I saw a shooting star. It was big and bright and fell right out of the sky. It gave me goosebumps. I haven't seen a falling star in a long time.
Mostly because you can't see any stars in Seattle.
The moon was so bright, I could see everything so clearly. As if a large spotlight illuminated where I was. Even through the fog of the forest the moon broke through.

It's breathtaking.

It's moments like these I love the crispness of the midnight air.
The quietness.
Because all of nature is gazing at the beauty.
It's times like these that I feel I walked into a painting by the one and only Artist that could create a scene so serene and mysterious.
I love Colorado.