Note from Author: This post was lost in the shuffle of drafts and whatnot. I’m glad that I found it because I thought that it was deleted forever. Here it is…
Since around Christmastime, we have been looking at the night sky through binoculars. It is quite a sight for me as I’ve never – or can’t remember ever having – seen a magnified night sky. Because it is not the sight of a strong telescope, id est, at the astronomy tower or the planetarium, one can understand what one is seeing through the 15x strength of the binoculars. That said, the entirety of the full moon is in the field of view.
The full moon was beautiful, crystal-like. Last week’s lunar eclipse was something I will not forget for a long, long time. We went outside, I’m not sure at what time, but it was almost time for the kids to go to bed. There was some cloud cover, so it was sad to think that we were going to miss the lunar eclipse. But then Dad went outside again, and it was nice and clear. The moon was blood red, like a setting of the stories of Merlin. It could only have been more magical if we were standing inside Stonehenge.
We saw the last half. Our planet’s shadow creeped away slowly; I really couldn’t see it moving,, but after a few minutes, one really noticed the difference. And through the binoculars, it was even… well, like Ty said, “Hey, it’s closer!” The kids went to sleep, and the lunar eclipse ended.
An hour later, Dad and I sat in the backyard, on a towel, under the mackerel sky, which diffused the moonshine… or made it brighter, depending on the blood-alcohol level. And we talked about, well, I forget. But the cool, moist air and the misty grey color that shone on the shrubs and his face… it was so peaceful.