Written by Shadi Ahmadmehrabi
Nothing beats the Michigan sky. On every camping trip and night spent around a campfire, I step out of the commotion of whatever's going on to lie down and stare at the stars. As my spine sets against the cold ground, every vertebra curving around the Mitten's surface, I gaze at the countless twinkling spots in the clear dark navy Michigan sky. The blue from Huron, Ontario, Michigan, Erie, and Superior spills onto the canvas above and creates the perfect setting for a blanket of stars. On a clear night, there's no need to track constellations and point out whatever sized Dipper. The clear Michigan sky is second to none.
This story was submitted to Michigan Radio's One Minute Michigan Story Writing Contest. Erik Wright-Olsen read the story.