Mom was telling me the other day how she and my dad were up on the hill by their house for a previous lunar eclipse with a bunch of other people and all of them unable to figure out why they couldn't see the moon when it should have risen by then. In totality.
Anyway, moon is pretty much at the horizon for me right now, so behind the house across the street, but I've got the curtains open to be able to at least assess the cloud cover. It's a pretty sunset in any case.
What happens to werewolves when there's an eclipse?
flea, hah!
Poor Little Guy, and poor his mom and dad! It's a good thing he is so tremendously cute (now with photographic proof on FB)!
So, so tired after the weekend of birthdayness. Today turned out shockingly well; at 8:30 this morning, realizing that we had a place and food but no actual party plans beyond, "whiffle ball and bat" and "Emmett," I dragged out all the relatively sturdy and non-destructible silly hats and costume bits in the house (two large bags) and brought them to the park with us.
The first party arrival looked blankly at them all, the second had head lice and couldn't wear any hats, but the third got googly-eyed with excitement and dove right in, and then they were off to the races (sadly, the camera died and I have to wait for the battery to recharge before I can extract any of my photos, but maybe Hec can share some of his; they were all splendid - especially the hubbub over the hula girl coconut bra and the various witchy accessories - and I'm shocked we even got the Hogwarts robe and the parasol back at all from two particularly devoted and/or covetous sprogs).
Then we came home and I collapsed for a thunderous two-hour nap, and now I'm marginally functional but Hec is running on fumes. Matilda, of course, is filled with zest and ready to go another round or six, but we are old. So very old.
What happens to werewolves when there's an eclipse?
According to
Teen Wolf,
they lose all their supernatural abilities for the duration of totality.
Happy to report what I thought was cloud cover was actually glare off streetlights, and I turned out to have a great view of the eclipse from the parking lot.
In commemoration of the moon-eating dragon, I am eating the dragon fruit I bought earlier this week.
We took Dylan up to the roof to have a look. Poor kid was barely conscious but hopefully he'll remember and think it was cool in the morning!
Blood moon visible from the driveway. Mosquitos are feasting.
I walked to the corner (one house down) where there was quite the crowd gathered. More came as we stood there. But mostly though it was clear it still looked like a weirdly-colored moon that was mostly covered by a cloud--wasn't sharp or distinct enough to go "ooh, eclipse!"