Mom has been poorly, sleeping until 3 in the afternoon, but yesterday was different. Yesterday, she got up at noon, got dressed, and went to sit on the couch. She sat up for three hours, so we could watch the eclipse coverage together.
I have proof.
There’s her big TV I got her so she can see what she’s lookin’ at, her feeding/hydration pole, her oxygen mask, and her big ol’ watch that tells her the time and date out loud at the push of a button. She asked me if I had read A CONNECTICUT YANKEE IN KING ARTHUR’S COURT, which I have. In case you haven’t, the Yankee saved his own life by claiming an eclipse was his own doing.
We didn’t have a total eclipse here, but we did have ninety-odd percent totality. The sky got dim and the temperature dropped. Charlie had a set of certified eclipse glasses, and I looked at it for a couple of seconds. I preferred, though, to see it this way, which Charlie also showed me.
Everywhere the sun peeked through the shade, you could see the crescent of the partial eclipse. Isn’t that cool? Isn’t that pretty? That blue bit is Charlie’s jeans-clad leg. Wave at the camera, Charlie! ~he waves~
I’m posting today at Fatal Foodies about the Eclipse Eggs I made for breffiss. You know breffiss, right? It’s the most important meal of the day.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Have your main character experience an eclipse.