I found a polaroid picture of the galaxy once. In the bottom of a lake. While swimming in the cold waters of a Minnisotian lake, a white shimmer caught my eye. There were lots of twisting weeds and green plants at the bottom of the lake, like a whole garden. It was tricky to focus on one thing. But there it was, resting upon a cement-filled tire, half buried in the sand. Watching from above the water,