What Remains

When the moon begins to shade the morning sun, prick a pin hole viewfinder and track the celestial transition. Notice the strange filtered light like dusk in the morning and how the temperature drops as if it is evening. The birds will quiet down as the air grows still and crickets will begin their song of praise. Witness crescent-shaped sun shadows sift through leafy trees and perhaps you'll see a clock telling time in hearts. Just off the path of totality, darkness won't completely mask the day. But whatever is missed in an almost-total-eclipse, the wonder and magic still remain.