In *all* of the eclipses that have been visible here, I saw one in 1982 and another in 1993.
Where I live, it must be a hard and fast rule “Change of moon, change of weather.”
I suppose I need to hope for rain *before* one is due to get the right “change”.
The night before this one, I was out with the dogs and the train a mile away sounded like it was bearing down upon me.
I knew then it would certainly rain the next day and like always, it did.
Must be something about these mountains.