fall is coming

Orion-II-Aug-3-2013_ed

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I’m riding my bike beneath the ink sky. The air is cool and my jacket, thin. I shiver. Glancing up, I see dust and glitter — the Milky Way. I turn off my headlight and pedal in darkness. Brighter this way.

Suddenly, I see him. To the east, just coming up over the top of a hill — Orion!

I squeal.

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