The starry sky. My parents have a dacha. It is an old country house with a small plot of land in the village, forgotten by the government and God. There are almost no roads in this village and electricity is often cut off. My parents live in the city, but they like sometimes to live in the dacha in the summer. Apparently they are still more rural than urban residents. I consider myself a city dweller, but sometimes I like to be in the dacha. It is quiet and there is fresh air here, and therefore only here I can fall asleep at nine o'clock in the evening. But last night I imprudently drank a cup of strong coffee and therefore I couldn't fall asleep for a long time. I went outside to get some fresh air. It was quite dark outside, and there was no light in the whole village. I looked at the sky and saw a fantastic picture. There were no clouds on it, and the stars shone so brightly that no street lighting was needed. Directly overhead was the Milky Way, part of our galaxy. To the North I saw the Ursa Major, a constellation in a form like a dipper. To the West I found the most bright source of light, it seems to me it was Venus planet. There were millions stars on the sky and the view of the starry sky was fascinating. I was so excited that stood for a long time looking at the sky! I imagined our universe, in which every star is like our Sun and many stars have planets. How grand and boundless this world is, and how small against this background our problems and opportunities seem. Sometimes we have to be outside of civilization to understand who we are, where we are and where we should go.