Monday, May 21, 2012
Yesterday evening's crescent sun replicates itself on the siding of our house through pin-hole pathways in a screen of native grape on the west side of the deck.
It was not a total eclipse (92% here, 100% a hundred miles north) but dramatic. The chickens took it as dusk and a signal for bedtime, then huddled outside the hen-house, confused to be experiencing dawn so soon.
We used our spotting scope to project the image of the progressing eclipse on a piece of paper. This was our peak.