Lunar Eclipse

If Facebook had audio for its posts, the early morning voices by folks who dragged their bodies from warm covers to witness the lunar eclipse came across in whispering, reverent tones. Fuzzy robes, slippers, softly glowing candles, frozen balls, and stout cups of java greeted the moon as a silent shadow draped a curtain on its glow

“Do you see it?”  “It’s freezing outside!”  “I love how it looks oblong – like the light is being squeezed out of it.”