Your phone camera won’t do it justice (sorry, iPhone). But try anyway. Put it on night mode, lean it against something steady, and snap. You’ll get a blurry red blob. It’s a memory, okay?
And if the clouds roll in? Lie on the sofa, imagine the moon doing its thing behind the clouds, and know that you tried. The universe will forgive you.
So, coffee in hand, chin up, and don’t miss the Blood Moon. It’s a free fireworks display. And for once, it’s not about us. It’s about that big, red, ridiculous rock in the sky.
See you under the eclipse, mate.
