When I was a kid, autumn was magic (any season was, for that matter). I haven’t lost the wonder in the brilliance of those trees turning from green to red, nor of the spark of delight when I kick up browned leaves under my feet as I walk through the street. Discarded leaves smell like earth and mold. Flower blooms hang on for dear life through maybe two more days. I realize it’s time to wear my gloves again as the morning chill reaches into my fingers.
I wrote this poem when I was young, I know there’s more to it, but this is all I can remember:
“Autumn leaves drifting, drifting down
From tall trees towering high
Onto soft beds of brown
Underneath the clear blue sky.”
The beautiful, cloudless Northwestern sky opened up its arms tonight for a glorious show of the Supermoon total lunar eclipse. Without a tripod handy, I did the best I could and wanted to share two images: the first is fully eclipsed, the second is the shadow beginning to move. Notice the redness of the full eclipse.
And for you lunar geeks, here are a couple images from the Blue Moon on July 30, 2015: