I was out in Stanley ND last night assisting a crew.  The sky was clear, there was no moon, and you could see no less than a billion stars.  I stopped counting after a billion.  Then, I noticed to the north that there was some faint light in the sky that I first thought was some kind of reflection from the locomotive lights.  Then I realized that the light display in the sky I was enjoying was an incident of the "Aurora Borealis" or Northern Lights.  This is a natural light display caused by the collision of energetic charged particles with atoms in the high altitude atmosphere.  As I lingered, I noticed that there were eerie colors of greenish yellow and reds that I don't think I had ever seen before.  I wondered, as I watched the lights changing, how people could deny the existence of a supreme being who placed all this beauty into organization.  It made me feel grateful for my life and for my knowledge of God and his plan.  I wished I had a camera that could capture the phenomena.

Speaking of phenomena, I have never understood the appeal for deer to congregate along the sides of the highways.  Are they hoping to get a ride to a place where the grass is greener?  Are they merely the quadruped "scientists" or dreamers who desire to develop their own vehicles for travel and are intrigued with human ingenuity?  (Lacking the benefit of opposable thumbs, I think this is a stretch.)  Perhaps they are the performers or dancers who need a smooth stage on which to perform.  What ever the reason, I have developed a procedure for clearing them from the roadways at night.  Deer in the road is one of the biggest hazards for drivers.  I honk the horn at random times to alert, startle, and scatter the deer from the path of my SUV.  It seems to work.  But then I was getting bored with just hitting the horn in random blasts, so I have taken to blowing the horn to the rhythm of certain hymns like "High on a Mountain Top", "Let us all press on", and the fanfare to "God of our Fathers".  After careful experimentation and testing, I have concluded that deer would not be good Latter-Day Saints because they hate hymns.