Northern Lights on a midsummer night on a lake

by Beth (then Blair)
(North Eastern Ontario, Canada)

Back in my young adult days, longer ago than I like to think (I am now 81), my Mom and Dad and two brothers were at our deep-woods cabin by the side of a North Eastern Ontario waterway.

It was about 11:00 p.m. and we had been out in our boat for some late night fishing.

The night was quiet, not a ripple on the water; the sky was dark, clear and crisp. And then, the sky exploded with colour, reds, greens, yellows, oranges, golds, shimmering and writhing and sweeping the night sky from horizon to horizon right up to the zenith.

We were spellbound, and as we sat in that boat and looked at the living heavens we could hear the crackle of the lights ..... that is the only time I have heard the Northern Lights ..... or seen a display of that magnitude.

The vivid colours reflected on the mirror-like surface of the waters. It was a moment of supreme awe, when one could only wonder at the indescribable glory we were seeing, and a moment of unvoiced worship.

Then, as we watched, after about maybe thirty minutes, the colours faded and we were left sitting in the dark on a North Eastern Ontario lake, marveling at what we had just seen and heard, and humbled to our very core.

Wow, thank you so much for your wonderful report Beth, that must have been an amazing experience - thank you for sharing it with us!