tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014005277153555622.post2827942698088037934..comments2023-03-29T04:47:15.998-05:00Comments on Spiritcreek: Large MothJackiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15461386564339879940noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014005277153555622.post-88070825773420201582008-11-07T06:17:00.000-06:002008-11-07T06:17:00.000-06:00Hi, Jan. It's great to "meet" another Kansan! I ...Hi, Jan. It's great to "meet" another Kansan! I remember the first time my parents showed me the Northern Lights. I was three or four years old, and the entire northern horizon was glowing red, as if there was a fire just over the horizon. <BR/><BR/>Snakes are why I go out at night IN the winter! (No snakes then!) ; )<BR/>JackieJackiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15461386564339879940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014005277153555622.post-38794935458136486762008-11-07T01:19:00.000-06:002008-11-07T01:19:00.000-06:00Isn't nature amazing? To have the moth visit you ...Isn't nature amazing? To have the moth visit you is a privilege most of us don't have. I grew up on a small farm in the 1950's and our parents awakened us to all the wonders of living on the earth. I remember the Northern Lights, as we called them. Our dad would occasionally wake us to see them. I agree with you about being able to see in the dark without lights.<BR/><BR/>I never got used to being out at night alone, however. We had panthers, lots of coyotes, rattle snakes, in our area and they all scared me half to death. But my siblings and I used to sleep outside on hot summer nights--invariably a thunderstorm would chase us indoors. <BR/><BR/>I like the name of your farm. JanBlu-I'd-Blondehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00697064786593632939noreply@blogger.com