I started off today mentioning my Dad because every time I see a special astronomical event or even enjoy viewing one of the special full moons, I think of him and his love of the night sky.
At the end of September 2015 there was a big moon –it was a combination of the super moon/the blood moon /harvest moon and a lunar eclipse. Any big astronomical event like this still fascinates me and also in a weird unsubstantiated way scares me. I think of the time when my Dad was sick, we didn’t know how sick he was. One evening there was a beautiful full moon and he said “That is a once in a lifetime moon.” He died not too long after that. My rational self knows that seeing that spectacular full moon didn’t contribute to his death, but I do get a little weird once in a while especially witnessing such as an event as this specific lunar eclipse.
During this particular day Mr. Trent had a show. It was a special day -an enormous hotrod show thrown together at the last minute for a man that found out he was dying. Steve played his music as the people rolled in and out in their vintage automobiles and spending time with this treasured person. The family-hustling and bustling- making sure everyone was fed and that their Dad was having a good time. This was our anniversary week and Mr. Trent doesn’t take gigs that week so we can spend time together-this event however we were definitely honored to attend and we certainly weren’t going to say no to.
After we loaded things up and went on our way we decided to head to Observatory Park in Montville Township Ohio. What a wonderful park. We got there early enough that we could find a decent parking spot, the skies that night in many places in Ohio were overcast-but not where we were-the clouds threatened and teased, but did allow us some spectacular glimpses. We took a nice walk around the park and got ready for the event. I had brought my tripod along just in case we were going to get to view the eclipse. The moon itself was spectacular –hanging in the sky looking over all of us and puffed with pride like a big harvest moon is. The clouds danced through the sky with their different shades of deep, dark blues. They teased around the edges until at some point during the eclipse it was as if the night sky said “Shows over” and the curtains closed. I photographed the event and chatted with a very nice woman who had come to the park to watch the eclipse also. Mr. Trent was tired and not quite as excited about the event as I was, so it was nice to have someone to converse with as time passed and I slowly snapped image after image of the event. So for this Monday’s Ramblings there are eclipse images, not as spectacular as one might see if googling the event but each of my images are filled with thoughts, dreams and memories of a wonderful father.