After dinner, my compadres and I stepped back outside and admired the sky. Although this was Saturday night, the lights of Mambele Junction didn’t amount to much and despite their dim glow we could see not just the Big Dipper, Orion’s Belt, and the Southern Cross but even the Milky Way, arcing overhead like a great smear of glitter. You know you’re in the boonies when the galaxy itself is visible downtown.
