One summer, right out of college, I moved back east to work in small town. We lived in a valley surrounded by meadows and tall trees. One evening I was getting ready to go to work and walked out to my front porch. We lived in a guest house with no other homes around for miles.
I looked out over the tree line and two identical triangular ships hovered above the trees. I called my S/O out to witness it and they saw it too. We were in awe. The craziest part about the story is we lost about an hour and don’t remember the ships leaving. But time never changed when we got to work. ..its hard to explain.