We had the most incredible aurora borealis last night. About 12:30 a.m., I'd wandered into the darkened kitchen to get a drink of water before bed, and happened to look out the window at a sky full of light, so bright I could see it clearly without my glasses. (I'm so tremendously nearsighted that I often can't see the aurora, at least as anything other than a vague green blur, if I don't have my glasses on.)
Last night was probably somewhere in the mid to upper 30s (temperature wise) but we spent as much time as we could stand in bathrobes and bare feet on the new second story of the deck, watching an incredibly fast-racing, unfolding aurora with shades from green to white, red and purple. Then I had to come back inside to get a coat and shoes, and I went out into the front yard to watch some more -- the husband went to bed at this point -- and that's when it got just incredible, the sort of thing you probably will only see a few times in a lifetime even if you live in a place that gets auroras a lot (as we do). It was right overhead -- I think that's one of the things that made this one so amazing, because normally they're somewhat to the north of us, but this one filled the sky and the center was almost directly over us -- and as the fast-moving, spiraling and swirling activity began to slow down, it started breaking up into discrete, incredibly tall shafts of light. I've been trying to find a good image of what I mean, and
this image is about the closest I can find, but directly overhead, so that they were radiating down onto me from everywhere. They seemed to shoot straight up to the stars. It was amazing.
Once I could tear myself away, I went and woke up the husband, making squeaky "You will not believe this! You have to see this!" noises. Sadly, by the time we got outside, it had died down considerably, and never really got bright again. It was still all over the sky, though, to the north and the south. I imagine this one was probably visible at points farther south than you can normally see them. By the time we finally went in around 1:30, it had died away to the faintest whispers of light.
And I would've missed it if I hadn't been looking out the window by pure chance, with the house lights off so that I could see it.
I need to look at the sky more.
ETA: I found
a video on Youtube that shows something fairly similar to what I was looking at -- this is a time-lapse of photographic images, but this is about the speed at which it was moving (even faster in some cases, especially when those big swirls would unroll across the sky, or brighter flashes would propagate down the whole curtain of light - you can see that happening a little bit on the lower band of color at about 2:39-46). And it has the shafts-of-light thing at the end, too.