Dark

As we left the home of friends on Bainbridge Island Sunday night, they asked if we needed a flashlight. As Alaskans nearing the end of summer, we laughed and said, no, we're fine. But we got outside and it was DARK. I couldn't see a thing. This was old fashioned, out of the city glare, no moon, night time dark. This was a dark we never see in Anchorage. In the summer it's light most of the time and never really gets darker than late twilight. In the winter, there's usually snow on the ground that reflects any light out, including the the lights of the city, often reflected back down by clouds. There's only a short period in the fall, when it starts getting dark by 10pm and there's no snow yet.




The picture is about 10:30 pm Tuesday as we taxied in to the terminal at the Anchorage Airport. Dark.