Hypnotizing, magical - night dreaming; Dancing lighted bulbs and reflections of their colors blending into another. Once on the San Francisco side of the Bay Bridge, the lights of the Coca Cola sign, Broadway Avenue, Embarcadero, or if dad chose the route down Van Ness many more lights all en route to visit family and friends who lived in San Francisco and Sausalito, circa 1960s - 1970s. San Francisco, my birthplace. I've driven at night the same roads through San Francisco to Sausalito, only to find the wonderment, the excitement gone. The lights gone. Removed by new business or city regulations. The band "Journey" captured my sentiment. Then one day my mom gave me a vintage necklace and earrings that were her mother's, the faux stones called aurora-borealis. Never heard of this. I went to the dictionary, yes, dictionary. Ah-ha! This is it!. The San Francisco night time images from my youth descending from the heavens. @Gracie61