This morning was extraordinary. Got up around 5 and got some coffee brewing. Went out to the deck and lit up the chimenea. Dragged out the dog beds, as the temperature was around 23. Pulled up a chair next to the fire; coffee, mittens and hat on and all was well. There in the pitch black sky was a brilliant full moon…and a lunar eclipse was about to begin.
As I sat there with the dogs in the quit of the forest, I thought about the new house. I need to have a deck that can accommodate a chimenea, so that we can sit outside and listen to the forest waking up. That early morning solitude is a rejuvenating force. I wanted to share this experience with someone, but no one seemed to be up, so the dogs and I shared the experience.
About 3/4 of the way into the eclipse., the moon began to fall behind the trees. I sat there, warm and cozy, debating if I should jump in the car and become a lunar eclipse chaser. The moon won. Still in pj’s, I shot out to the car and drove up the road to higher ground. I sat and watched.
Again, the moon fell out of sight. I jumped back on the road and chased the moon again. I found a slightly higher bit of land and pulled off the road. That’s when I noticed the upper edge of the mountains come into view. Who would win the race? Would I get to see the entire eclipse or would the mountains steal it away. Again, the moon won.
Wish I had a photo to share with you. My mind is full of beautiful images. I hope some of you woke early and shared this show with me.