I never noticed when I lived there but Iowa skies are beautiful at night. On Saturday night, as we stood outside my fiancée’s parents’ house, I swear I could have counted every star in the sky. The sweet smell of early harvest was in the air (also an amazing fall smell), and the cool breeze set in as we stood outside chatting. We knew we had attended the same college, but we also found more similarities this weekend. I never really noticed the Iowa skies when I lived there, just like (despite frequenting the same hangouts, schools, etc.,) I never noticed my fiancée when I was there. It took moving away from Iowa for that to happen. Both are, in their own ways, the most beautiful sights I have ever seen.