Nunca entendí por qué esta flor silvestre se llama estrella fugaz, hasta que me topé con un prado con una lluvia de meteoritos de color rosa y amarillo, que resplandecían en el viento vespertino. Me sentí reconfortado por este recordatorio del cielo nocturno, ya que me había perdido el cénit de un verano repleto de luz en Alaska.

I never understood why this wildflower was called a shooting star until I happened upon a meadow filled with a meteor shower of pink and yellow blazing in the afternoon winds. I was comforted by this reminder of the night sky, for it was something that I missed during the peak of a light-drenched Alaskan summer. Photographer: Tim Rains