I have blogged before about my fascination with the midnight sun - and the midday dark - including the dreams I used to have when I was a little girl. I have never lived north of where I am currently living, near Johnson City, New York. Yet, when I was a little girl, growing up in New York City, I had a number of vivid dreams about living in a place that had daylight past 11pm - or sometimes, almost total darkness at noon. The constant light made me happy - especially the dreams of midnight light- but when I looked at the stars in the darkness dreams, they frightened me. (I do mean "little": these dreams are some of my earliest memories.)
You didn't glimpse many stars when growing up in the Bronx. But I somehow knew the stars were "wrong".
Now, thanks to modern techology, I have seen the Alaskan day on the first day of winter.
The video shows time lapse photography of the sunrise in Fairbanks, Alaska - and the painful crawl of the sun across the horizon, only to set again less than 4 hours later. Call me strange, but this video gave me chills.
Sue Ann Bowling describes "North Pole weather" every Monday on her blog, and I treasure her observations.
She is a scientist. I write from my feelings, without regard for the science. She witnesses what she writes about. I can only imagine, and try to reconcile the mysterious dreams of my childhood with her observations.
I don't know if I'll ever solve this mystery of my early childhood. But I may come close.