How small is Edelstein, Illinois? Small enough that it surprised me it has a Wikipedia entry.
And when the online encyclopedia says the main business in town owns “several blocks of the village,” it understates the visual impact of one of the largest metal buildings in the area on the area.
It’s like a super Pac-Man on an itsy-bitsy game board without any ghosts to keep it in check.
In the summer, with Route 40 at your back, Edelstein is the last oasis of trees until Princeville to the west or Dunlap to the south.
When you reach the other end of the main thoroughfare–it could take as much as a minute–you’re in for miles of corn and soybean fields. Or, if you get tired of that, soybean and corn fields.
But the compensation for the landscape is the sky. On any given day, it could be filled with big clouds, small clouds, high clouds, rain clouds, tall clouds, flat clouds or no clouds.
For the scientists in the audience, all those clouds have specific names, of course, including broccoli, mouse, frayed thread, the great turtle army, cotton candy, pie plate and the disappeared.
Upon occasion, broad unmoored avenues of free-form marshmallows advance toward the northeast. It’s an extravagant and ever-changing display for land dwellers who remember to look up from time to time.
It’s the sort of weather people once wrote home about.