I imagined Aurora Borealis being like a 'midnight rainbow', this being said, I was surprised to see nothing but broken white light, making her way through the darkness. But hey!! Northern light! Immediately, I dug the ridiculously short tripod (I stupidly left mine in Jogja so had to borrow someone else's) into the snow, locked the camera, laid on the snow, peeped thru the tiny viewfinder. "This is it!" I thought. Leathered gloves wrapped around the camera, I pressed my right index finger on shutter button. 8 secs... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, snapped. It came out blurry. Hooraaay... -4 celcius and I got my bum back to the snow and endured thru the painful camera focus. 8 secs... 3, 2, 1, snapped. NOT as how I imagined it to be, you know? Swirling all over the sky? Fillng the heavens with shades of green and magenta. Guess the force wasn't with me (GEDDIT? Youu darn, little piece of magnetic field!). But still, till this very day, I feel nothing but honored to meet her. Though she was shy, though she was very vague, she was lovely unlike anything else that you can ever imagine. Aurora Borealis, that's her name. Welp... It's almost time to say goodbye to the land of ice and fire.