As long as we're breathing, we won't be leaving
For months I have been looking forward to the four-hundred-year great conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn, but the sky is as mottled with cloud as blue agate and looks unlikely to clear by evening. I am reminding myself that the planets dance whether I can see them changing partners or not, the sun returns whether it is a bright short day or a grey one, without my observation stars go nova and are born. Happy solstice! Whether it is the beginning of a new age or the last of an old year, let's keep being here to witness the light.

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We can't think what else it could have been! It was definitely not an airplane, of which we get an unfair number due to living partly under a flight path.
We are equally unsure - it may possibly have been house lights on a nearby hill, but it may also have been Jupiter and Saturn peeking through trees (it was very dark, and most of the sky was cloudy) so we have decided to believe it was the latter.
I trust your assessment.