July 2002, a wet Summer, heavy clouds every day and every night. Then one evening the skies cleared. I visited my local as usual, and on my journey home at 1.30 am, I realized that I was looking at a magical scene. I grabbed this new fangled device called a digital camera and ran to the rise at the back of the house. Alas, there was only sufficient space on my flash card for one shot, but, look at what I captured! This was the nightly scene that I viewed as a child through my bedroom window during Summer time. In a clear sky, the colors appear at sunset and travel Northwards into the East and mark the spot where the dawn sunrise appears.