I remember not looking at the sky like a lot of the adults were, but being mesmerized by the color of our clothing and how it had changed ... not like black light, but another spectrum that just fascinated me.
In a few minutes me and my little brother left to go to school ... I remember it being in the morning
"Hige sceal þe heardra, heorte þe cenre / mod sceal þe mare, þe ure mægen lytlað." "Thought must be the harder, heart be the keener, mind must be the greater, as our might lessens." |
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I remember a partial eclipse in 1984; there were hundreds of solar crescents on the ground beneath a tree where aphids had left pinholes in the leaves.
Glad I took photos.