The Van Allen belts are busy tonight. At half past midnight, the downpour of solar wind was drowning out all but the brightest stars. Even in an area such as mine, where the 'pollution' by ambient artificial light is considerable, the drifting, dancing curtains of green and occasional red light are a spectacular view, stretching from zenith to horizon in almost every direction.
This kind of view is normally reserved for people north of the Arctic Circle. Perhaps the Circle has moved south for the winter, or there may be some Aurorean border dispute going on high above our heads, but nevertheless the sky was painted in psychedelic flowing patterns capable of driving any night photographer out of his skull trying to take pictures of it all.
Update: I've posted slightly higher rez versions in the gallery on my website. [11-11-2004]