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| Wonder A cricket serenade accompanies this evening's stillness. Remnants of summer wane releasing cool fingers of air to skim my limbs and ease the heat of the day while I stare in wonder at the brilliant constellations mapping the black sky. Below the big dipper a string of blinking red and blue lights inches across my view. I wonder who is on board, where are they going and whether they wonder who might be down here watching? ~~Judi Van Gorder Notes: ▶︎ |