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A Joyful Noise

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Super Blue Blood Moon

February 1, 2018 by Melodye Shore

The life blood of photography is a kind of holy curiosity, where life is viewed with reverence and awe and some measure of understanding as to the transience of it all.” —Donna Hopkins

Did you hear? The “supermoon,” “blue moon,” and “blood moon” put on quite a show this morning. Lucky me, I had an unobstructed view of this celestial event. It was an awe-inspiring performance—a magic trick, unparalleled. The supermoon hung low in the sky, a luminous pearl against a backdrop of black velvet. As it passed through the earth’s shadow, it turned blood red and then vanished.

When I first spotted the oversized moon, it was peeking through my picture window—a bright orange orb, nestled into a cradle of shimmery white.  I ran outside, cell phone tilted upward,  and did a celestial show-and-tell with my friend Donna.

We talked a while longer, but the moon had already cast its spell. As soon as we said goodbye, I tossed a jacket over my pajamas and grabbed my car keys.

By 5:35 a.m., I was enjoying an ocean-front view of the eclipse.  There were other people there, of course: pros, lugging fancy equipment into position; and casual observers, snapping selfies with their smart phones.

Most, however, peered up at the moon through their windshields, windows cranked so they could listen to the ocean’s lullaby.

I stood alone on a sand berm, wrapped in a cloak of silent reverence. Salty mist stuck to my lashes; bracing winds tousled my hair. No need to be shy about having tossed a hoodie over pink ostrich pajamas—everyone was sleepy-eyed, anyway.

The moon shone down on all of us…

…eventually fading into a rusty glow.

It winked at the rising sun, and then slipped into the ocean.

You’ll find better pictures elsewhere, of course. I don’t own a high-powered, fancy-pants camera, and I’ve got lots to learn about manual settings. But you know what? I sincerely doubt that any camera (pen or sketch pad) in the world could’ve captured the deep-seated joy—and the wide-eyed sense of wonderment –that came of saying yes! to the magnetic pull of the moon this morning.

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