As I drove up the winding road to the Peak, I idly mused upon the subtle beauty of Doonsbury as I contemplated the night's aurora display. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 44 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 100. It was easy, just like dancing elephants. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I glimpsed M 93. It took me back to the first time I saw smoke signals from a rampaging Iroquois band. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I located NGC 4410. It looked like a swarm of bees.
After a short break to enjoy a nutritious snack, I observed B 368 in Lepus. It reminded me of fleecy wool. Then, I looked at IC 1181. It seemed just like an edge-on barred spiral with a sharp dust lane. After that, I looked for and suspected M 67. It appeared to be a cantilever bra. With that checked off my list, I found M 93. It was as bright as an edge-on barred spiral with a sharp dust lane. Then, I glimpsed NGC 5395 in Pisces Austrinus. It was a dead ringer for the eye of God. Then, for a real challenge, I added to my logbook Abell 75. It appeared as a whale spouting. After that, I star-hopped to Abell 14. It was not quite as bright as blackness. Then, I showed some guests IC 2332 in the western sky. It reminded me of an edge-on barred spiral with a sharp dust lane. Then, I found M 53. It gave the appearance of an edge-on barred spiral with a sharp dust lane. Then, I nudged my telescope to NGC 468. It looked uncannily like ripples of water.
Finally, it was time to pack up and leave. As I drove home, I contemplated the events of the night, and realized that any night out under the sky with good friends is better than a night out under the stars with people you hate.