I watched a piece on the TV the other day about light pollution and it struck me again just how lucky we are to live here in the Perthshire hills of Scotland. When night falls and the sky is clear we can see the stars and I mean really SEE the stars. It is breathtaking . . . the more you look, the more stars you see - clouds and clouds of stars. No light pollution here for us - it is pitch black, until you look at the sky.
When Robot Boy comes home one of the first things he wants to look at is Sky - well yes Sky TV and then when he has done that and it is evening time he goes outside and stares at the sky and wonders at the beauty of it. Yup even teenagers 'get it'.
I sent RB a birthday card which had a picture of two cartoon penguins lying on their backs in the snow staring up at the sky.
1st Penguin - wow Eric look at all those stars . . . what do you think it means . .
Eric - Pause . . . it means someone's nicked our igloo!
Well with his love of stars how could I resist - well clearly I didn't
