vignettes

  • We Danced an Irish Reel

    Are you going to stare at me all night, or are you going to ask me to dance?

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  • Home Sweet Mars

    I stood on the tarmac watching the Stella Rose flip and begin its graceful arc on her way to the surface. It never ceases to amaze me, the beauty of a well engineered rocket designed to traverse the space between Earth and Mars, stop, unload, load, refuel, repeat. SpaceX had grown into the most powerful

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