Under the trees - Under the stars.

Last night we slept under a canopy of oak trees. 

Periodically acorns would fall from that canopy and crash loudly against the roof of our camping car.

It sounded as if someone was hurling ball bearings against the roof.

Surprisingly we managed to sleep well through the whole experience.

Outside the stars shone brightly.

To the North, all seven stars of the Little Bear stood out against a black 11.00pm sky. 

To the South Altair could be seen over the tops of some nearby trees.

In the near distance, two owls were talking about the weather.

It was a night to remember.

All was quiet, and astronomer still.