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Eclipse

I'm not that hard to please, really.  Sad songs make me cry, cool songs make me tap my toe, and neat old cars make my heart beat a little faster.  I can give or take Facebook and my heart will always belong in Northlandia.  So I wasn't wildly optimistic about the great eclipse but I thought it would be stunning enough to give me the chills. 

I decided to take my position along the Keithsburg dyke so I might have something interesting to look at while waiting for the big show.  My batteries were juiced and so I arrived almost scared I'd be too late to find a spot.  Well, no problem there, I was the only one.   The following pictures are a few minutes before, during and after the eclipse.     







































































 I don't know about you guys, but I was underwhelmed.  I saw the same thing three times that day, sunrise, the eclipse and sunset.  Big deal.  They said it would be 92% coverage, and I guess that shows me just how bright the sun is.  I was joined by a car from Wisconsin and later they stopped by wanting to know where Muscatine was.  Yeah, that's gotta be more interesting.  At least I saw a barge.  I won't get so excited when the next big one is in 2024.

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