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Take 1 - Take 2 - Take 3

"Faint," would be an appropriate word to describe the Aurora on the night you see above. Exposures lasted for a minute or longer. I had been walking home from a friend's house on an early-summer night, very much looking forward to bed, when I noticed that the Northern Lights were out. The decision to grab the camera and head out into the dark countryside had been made months before, shortly after I had missed the last opportunity to photograph this peculiar, celestial event. Sleep would have to wait, because the lights would not.

The clock marched past midnight, and before an hour should have been up, one o'clock drew near. After every frame I would check the display, eager to see what pattern the dancing above me had traced. When the first of this series appeared sixty seven seconds after tripping the shutter, I was amazed.

I don't talk as much about the music in my posts as I feel I ought to. I have said that music is a big part of things here, and I mean it. This post began with the song that I hope you're about to listen to. When I first heard Borealis, I felt very much the same as I did when I first saw the S-curve caressing the windmill. It was only a matter of time until the opportunity to collect the images that accompany this song came along. Now that it has, I present them both to you.

This is Mike Marshall and Darol Anger.