The Summer of Mushrooms

On learning to appreciate the spaces I can’t see.

Illustration by Author

Before March 22, 2017, I didn’t think much about what I couldn’t see, smell, touch, or directly experience. I knew there were spaces I couldn’t reach — deep ocean caverns, high mountain peaks, and museum basements (the crawl space underneath the front steps where a cat once gave birth to five mewling kittens).