Mars
love that Red Planet
To tread the rich russet earth, smell the untainted air, watch furrows sprout with leafy shoots, trace streams of sapphire between cinnamon stones; it’s a dream yet to come true.
Fourth rock from Sol and there are so many possibilities. Do we live in colossal domes or do we somehow create and hold down an atmosphere? Do we terraform, or do we leave the place au naturel? Do we take our old…