I grew up in the country where it was so dark at night you could lsy in bed and see constellations out the window.

when we stayed at grandma Grace's.....we slept in the front room or on hideaway couch in living room the street light shone in the windows and you can see headlights on the wall as people drove by all night long our room at the Cottonwood Inn remind me of those nights I spent with my grandparents all I need is to hear their soft voices through the wall as I drift off  to sleep....