It was 2:00 A.M. when I was awaked to the sound of one of the dogs walking to the mudroom. When I didn’t hear him return I figured he needed to go outside. A bit begrudgingly I crawled out of bed and slipped on my bath robe. I grabbed my flashlight and walked to the mudroom to find Scout standing at the door. As I opened the door Trooper fell into line and followed Scout outside. It was still dark since the boys movement did not trigger the motion detector on the porch light. As I leaned out the door to wave my hand and turn on the light, I noticed that the woods behind our home displayed the most beautiful Christmas lights.
The early morning sky was dark but clear. The tops of the tall trees, a silhouette against the sky, were embellished with hundreds, perhaps thousands, of white lights. A glorious sight it was. The stars, though millions of miles, away appeared as though they were strung on wires that were woven throughout the tree tops.
It was only for a moment that I observed this stunning display as it disappeared when my movement made the porch light come on. As I crawled back in bed this vision lingered in my mind, erasing any resentment I felt for be awakened at such an early hour, and replacing it with gratitude for being witness to this Heavenly phenomenon.
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** The photo at the top is the same tree tops but taken at an earlier hour. I do not have a camera capable of capturing a photo of stars at night.**