sovay | You shine so different on another

Despite skepticism from the weather forecast, we observed the beginnings of the lunar eclipse through rolling cloud-wrack and made the decision to run for the high ground of Prospect Hill, where we were rewarded with the smoked-glass copper of totality in clear patches of sky, not that my camera was faintly decent at capturing the effect.

Not being a fifteen-year-old digital camera, we had a wonderful time spotting for the increasingly covert moon as we walked up to the park and then back across the Easter bridge, sometimes losing it in the clouds or the skyline, always catching it again by its low stained smolder. There were more people than we had expected at the park, but we settled ourselves downslope and watched some remarkably fearless rabbits lollop past us, awaiting the return of their lunar representative. The gesture of stuffing my rain hat into

spatch's pocket on the way out the door was either successfully apotropaic or totally superfluous. It was a beautifully shadowed moon.

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Wasn't she gorgeous?

I love that the rabbits came out for her.

Thank you for bringing that rain hat.

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Wasn't she gorgeous?

I request a Cloudish report!

I love that the rabbits came out for her.

There were a lot of them, too. One stood like a sentinel at the edge of a gap in the wire that fenced off some protected ground which the city was trying to re-seed with native species. In other words, a rabbit garden.

Thank you for bringing that rain hat.

Hee. You're welcome. I really wasn't banking on this eclipse at all.