My cold being at its peak today, I was no more active than is required to finish reading ‘Dark Skies’ by Tiffany Francis.
Jackie is a day ahead of me with the cold and therefore feeling more alive.
Continuing with the book from where I left off yesterday, I will just highlight the author’s enlightening paragraphs on light pollution. Ms Francis clarifies that this is not simply the effect of artificial illuminations aimed into the skies; but also the confusion and changes of routine imposed on nocturnal wildlife by lighting at all levels.
The first three months of Dark Skies journeys were clearly written whilst grappling with emotional loss. As the year went on the skies lightened after a reconciliation occurred, and on the penultimate page a proposal was offered and delightfully accepted.
Here are the last six drawings.
PS. Note the exchange between Linda at shoreacres and me on light pollution.
I shan’t be joining Jackie and Becky for dinner tonight, as a late lunch of scrambled egg on toast has filled me up.