And I tried to do mine.
The moon, before the earth so rudely blocked its light.
The earth begins its encroachment.
becoming more and more aggressive
It concedes defeat and becomes the blood moon we have been told about.
I think it was drinking, because it wobbled about a lot. Truth be told, I have no idea what happened here. Camera was on a tripod – but its operator obviously needed more knowledge. And maybe, just maybe, a somewhat longer lens. I did dig out the Rebel for these photos, because the little Lumix hollered “Uncle!” very early on with this project.
I’m sure there are many of you who have captured much better photos, and there are those of you who were defeated by the clouds in your part of the country. We were lucky – our afternoon clouds gave way to clear skies for this event. The only hindrance was – the camera operator. But what I did get will back up memories for several years to come. Now I shall finish my warming cup of tea and head to bed. It is, after all, already tomorrow.