Last night millions around the world viewed the total lunar eclipse. For once here in the Pacific Northwest, the sky was free from cloud enough to actually see it in our neck of the woods as well.
While standing out on the sidewalk in Olympia, next to Andy who was wrapped up like a grandma in a wool blanket due to having a severe cold, we watched the last dip of shadow blossom to rust across the face of the moon and I thought to myself how casual it felt. I mean, centuries ago before NASA and astro physics, a lunar eclipse was something to be revered. Something of ritual and ceremony and omen and creation stories. Something amazing. Now? Now it's just something to wander out into the street for and go "huh. That's cool...."
This lovely photo montage was borrowed from this news site where you can see worldwide pics.