In Miami, sometimes the lights are too bright to see the stars. Sometimes the airplanes dropping by are the only decorations you can make out in the sky. In any case, the fact that my city is so loudly illuminated making everyone want to visit is a pretty amazing thing.
Going home for Thanksgiving break I counted about a thousand million lucky stars- a bang of blessings. The six days shot by faster than I had hoped- Luckily, 14 days till the next time!
The Little Dipper Stella- the baby star