I’ve lived in Alaska for years, yet the quantity of darkness always sneaks up on me. Every November I mumble, “It’s so dark…” We are fifty miles from the nearest street light and it feels as if the darkness sucks the light right out of the headlights. When the sun peeks out above the mountains, I grab my camera and coat-usually just the camera. Snow fell this week, then the sun came out. Cool.
Fifty miles from the nearest street light! Amazing! You must truly know what darkness is.
Oh, yes…we know dark, but the summers are endless days, so we only whine in the winter.