Wednesday, February 07, 2018

lunar eclipse

An eclipse on a cold frosty morning. The temperature was 26, but I bundled up and gave it a try anyway. The coyotes gave me a chorus of encouragement and the sky remained clear. Using only the iPhone I managed to record our dance with the spheres.


The bloody shadow begins to eat the moon.



A last glimpse of the eclipsing moon as it sinks pass the old oak.

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