I thought at first that I was seeing a heavenly invasion, that calm mid-September day, as I walked up toward the house from the woods. The sun was shining brilliantly in the dry air of early autumn and had dropped just below the top of the Tulip Poplars. With my eyes barely in the shadow of the dense foliage, I saw in the sun's rays dozens of dazzling specks that might have been slowly westward-moving satellites; or very high-flying reconnaisance aircraft. Something from another world, perhaps?
Nature writing at its best by Fred First