12 August 2010
The sad and solemn night hath yet her multitude of cheerful fires;
The glorious host of light walk the dark hemisphere till she retires;
All through her silent watches, gliding slow,
Her constellations come, and climb the heavens, and go.
- William Cullen Bryant, Hymn to the North Star
Very cloudy last night. I didn't see any shooters. Did you? Where?
I will look again tonight!
Here's a guide.