This post was inspired by my son who’s recently become fascinated with dinoflagellates and said I should write something about them.
Here is a moment of extravagant beauty: I drink it liquid from the shells of my hands and almost all of it runs sparkling through my fingers but beauty is like that, it is a fraction of a second, quickness of a flash and then immediately it escapes.
— Clarice Lispector, A Breath of Life
The so-called Spacecraft Cemetery is a remote area in the Pacific Ocean, southeast of New Zealand, thousands of miles from the nearest land.
It is where defunct spaceships are sent hurtling to their deaths.