3… 2… 1… Ignition

I was spoiled under the big, open skies of the Illinois prairielands, the stars hugging the Earth, unobscured. I spent hours watching satellites and meteors from the backyard, eating popcorn on the neighbor’s porch during lunar eclipses, feeling the familiar suckling of mosquitoes on my arms (and hearing the painful reminder that they do it … Continue reading 3… 2… 1… Ignition

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