Strange lights
I have three incidents of strange lights to tell you about, none of them suspicious, I don’t think, and I’m not advocating UFOs or anything. I think I’ve mentioned the first one before, though some time ago. From our balcony, you can see across the water to the Turkish mountains. Looking at the map and taking a rough bearing, I’d say I am looking at the part of the peninsula with nothing on it apart from a road from Datca to Marmaris. Google Earth shows nothing but hills and bays. At some time during the early morning when it’s still dark, I see this light rise up from behind or between the mountains and hover over them. It rises in a straight line, hangs around a while and then descends again. Imagine one of those fairground rides that lifts you up a central pillar, waits at the top and then plunges you straight down again. Well, it’s like that, but slower and only one round, bright light. I am assuming a weather balloon or similar.
The second strange light I saw yesterday morning just before dawn. Again, from the balcony, though this was in the sky over in the east. At first, I thought it was a plane because it was a flashing white light, but then I realised it was hardly moving, but when it slowly turned, it had a red light beside the white one. I’d have thought a helicopter, perhaps, but there was no sound, and again, I’d guess it was miles away over the Turkish coast. Strangely, it then moved to the north, not quickly as a plane would, but slowly, and only for a short distance. It stopped beneath Venus, turned and headed back to where I’d first seen it, still moving slowly. That could only have been a helicopter, and I wondered if it was looking for refugee boats. If it was, it was very high up, there was no searchlight and no sound, so it was a fair distance, and usually, when helicopters go by, I hear them long before I see them.
And the third was far less intriguing and a bit of fun really. I went out for a walk yesterday and hadn’t gone far when my ears turned into the cicadas. Walking under a streetlamp just before the square, the lamp went off when I was directly beneath as if I’d caught it out, and at the same moment, the cicada’s stopped their racket. I just thought it was interesting how the cicadas stopped when the light changed. Or maybe it was me, and they fell to whispering about me as I passed. Anyway… Today’s photos have nothing to do with any of that except they have light in them. Have a good day.
