“On all sides of us, spread out below, are little white lights and black pockets of trees. Stars in the sky, star on the ground. It’s hard to tell where the sky ends and the earth begins. I hate to admit it, but it’s so beautiful. I feel the need to say something grand and poetic, but the only thing I come up with is “It’s lovely.” ” ‘Lovely’ is a lovely word that should be used more often.”
