I set me ol' alarm clock for 1:45am PST. I awoke all eager and with dogged determination to see something good. It moves sloooow. I spent the next hour nodding off and then waking in a panic to run outside.
Didn't look so "Total" as in 'dramatic' the way I always hope, but there was a 'Blood Moon' - kinda appealed to my imagination and brought to mind witches, paganism, kids stories and that movie with Sandra Bullock and Nicole Kidman. And most importantly of course, our existence on a floating ball in space. Scary. Wooo!
The moon was coppery and reddish. It took a good hour until I gave up. Lunacy. I witnessed it. I saw more stars than usual. Then I fell asleep. And for once, slept soundly and didn't hear the world's loudest sprinkler system go off for a change.
My imagination worked overtime. It's confirmed. I'm the definition of a "Moon Child."
Awe inspiring photos of the event, photographed by moi here:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=5403&l=0300e&id=602237775
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