I bet a fun thing would be to go way back in time to where there was going to be an eclipse and tell the cave men, ‘If I have come to destroy you, may the sun be blotted out from the sky.’ Just then the eclipse would start, and they’d probably try to kill you or something, but then you could explain about the rotation of the moon and all, and everyone would get a good laugh.
Did you see it, the Annular Solar Eclipse?
The last time I witnessed a solar eclipse, I had set my alarm for so that I could get up mid-day (after working the night before) July 11, 1991 so that I wouldn’t miss this event. I got up and watched it with my pin-holed piece of cardboard and was in awe to have witnessed such an event. I then threw up because I was just beginning my pregnancy with Zoë. Thus began my seven month long adventure with hyperemesis gravidarum.
Yesterday I was able to watch it with my two favorite guys and managed to get some pictures while we watched in our neck of the woods.
Dirty window compliments of Buster, Betty and Hazel. Do you see the eclipse crescent shadows?
Do you see them now?
It was great to catch this event this time with my two favorite guys. It was even better that this time I didn’t throw up after.