Trish: The Wheel In The Sky

My eyes struggled to adjust to the darkness outside as they focused on the faint flashes of light in the southern sky spread out above my back step. Lightning? I squinted, slowly noting the emerald green tinge to the light. Lightning’s not green , I thought, as the occasional flashes became interspersed with beams of green reflecting off cloud cover. Oh, cool! Northern Lights! But what are they doing in the southern sky? Either my eyes adjusted or the lights brightened noticeably and the action picked up. “Tyler!” I called to my grandson, unwilling to take my eyes from the sky. “Tyler!” The wretched child didn’t come. Probably fell asleep , I thought. It is after midnight . More and more lights filled the sky and I was torn between missing the show and wanting to share the sight with my grandson. Quickly I ran inside the house. “Tyler, come quick!”/ Trish Gannon , River Journal. More here. ( (AP file photo for illustrative purposes of Northern Lights above Norway in January)

Question: When did you last see the Northern Lights?