I, apparently, was the only one on earth that didn't know it this was planned in advance. Like everything else in life, it took me by surprise. And I didn't have my camera with me.
But I had coffee. I had silence. And I had the moon. The night felt so ethereal and majestic; I wanted to be part of it, be in it. Being hermetically sealed in a metal car, looking through a window wasn't enough. I wanted to fly, to feel the wind on my face, and breathe in the night...
Way to ruin my dreams of night flying.
Back in my sardine can. The moon was glorious anyway, even when viewed through a window.
My kids and I watched the rest of the magnificent eclipse together, breathing in the damp dark air, laughing together in the glow of the moon. No homework. No skunks.
And that's just the way I would have planned it.