As I watched the Northern Lights dance across the sky near Fairbanks, Alaska a couple of nights ago, I was grateful that it was 58 degrees warmer than when I last stood at this spot about fifteen months ago with the temperature hovering at negative 39 degrees. Of course the other night’s 19 degrees was not particularly warm, but when you’re watching a magical light show that ebbs and flows across the heavens in a colorful display of awesome beauty, you don’t think about the temperature outside, just the wondrous phenomenon before your eyes. We were treated to several hours of displays that constantly changed, dimming momentarily then reappearing brightly in colorful waves. The Northern Lights, what splendor to behold.