The Eclipse…

The media is filled this morning…eclipse photos of great telescopic/cellphone beauty…ecstatic exclamations…large groups all experiencing together this moment of science and imagination…great fun.  I didn’t think I’d write about it since my pictures are blurry and unremarkable in every way…but…why not.

Maybe many of us though decided to experience this phenomenon in our own backyards…to watch our familiar horizons dim, to sit with our loved ones and our neighbors and just watch it roll.

The day before I scanned the empty blue sky where we would watch the moment unfold…

and then the loved ones arrived and so did the moment….

  

Jason brought Sidney some eclipse pancakes…

the neighbors began to gather in their own yards with friends and families…

the shadows began to lengthen…

the temperature dropped and the air became still…

…we all looked like we were in a black and white movie, and whether from excitement or solar intervention…ALL of my photos are out of focus (??)…

totality…

and then, way too quickly it became light again, the birds began to chirp…and we were off to Jim and Carol’s for the end of the saga…

and today it is sunny and bright, traffic runs as usual by our house…only the memory of an extraordinary moment is left…oh and one small creature left behind…

 

 

 

7 Comments

  1. I enjoyed seeing how your family enjoyed the day! It was just my two daughters that were home with me as the men had to work. I love the little alien in the bushes.😀

    1. Deb…I didn’t expect to like the eclipse as much as I did…it seemed inexorable and mysterious at the same time, and it was nice to see it from our own back yard…xo

  2. Enjoyed your memory of a memorial day! Didn’t think I would get so excited, BUT! Oh my, what a thrill !!! Love Sidney in the hammock !

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