the only time light pollution is good is when sodium vapor streetlamps reflect off the snow making the cold world glow a warm orange. 3 am sounds of snowplows in the distance but they have not come down the main road yet. walk right down the middle where the dotted lines would be. everything is still despite the storm. sit a minute. hear what the ghosts in the trees have to say. in this moment you are the only living thing amongst the dead. you are an interloper but you are not unwelcome. quite the opposite
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in reply to @botflymother's post:
my favorite boston memories are during The Great Snow Storm Of Like 2013 where the sodium vapor bounced off the clouds and the snow and the fog from the sublimating snow and made 3am look like 3pm-but-yellow, with the clouds and snow absorbing all echos.
like the area's ancestral memories of when things were dark enough that the moon would just make things look like that.
its very rare and rarer still each passing year for earth to be anything but what people have made it. snow storms are one of the few times the ghosts can come out. its a different world
