Warm night, stars

I'm totally used to the fact that it can be warm at night. Night in principle is already something cold, and when night happens only in winter, there is no need to talk about it. And here it is, my warm night.

I remember how in January I had to go to the airport, but I left with plenty of time to spare, so I decided to turn off the road and look at the sky... what if. No, I didn't see the northern lights, but I did see a sky of amazing beauty. It was like a black cotton sheet with a handful of sugar on it. The sky was littered with stars of all sizes. It was a biting -25°C outside. And then I had a wish: “How nice it would be to lie down on the grass and watch the stars at night. So I will definitely do it” - I thought, and then I realized that it would be possible to lie down on the grass, there are plenty of places, but to see the stars. Oh, yes, the polar day has its disadvantages.

It happened! It's night! It's not grass, it's sand. But it was a pleasure to watch the stars. As a bonus for the lack of soft grass, I got the sound of the waves. Said atmosphere! Another one of the picture options I'd like to paint. #StarryNight was a success!

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