The total lunar eclipse of the Feast of St. Cundegunda is still going on, but it is almost at an end. Straight to my window to you…
This is it at its total stage, as far as I can tell and the astronomical table calculated.
There is always a little light spill, even at total.
Alas it was just too high for me to get even with my widest lens and catch the City with it.
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Beautiful, Father. Thank you.
Wow! That’s beautiful. We missed the eclipse here in Pennsylvania due to cloud cover.
Psalm 8, Douay-Rheims Bible verses 4&5,
4 For I will behold thy heavens, the works of thy fingers: the moon and the stars which thou hast founded. 5 What is man that thou art mindful of him? or the son of man that thou visitest him?
A beautiful picture, Father!
Fr. Z:
Nice picture of the lunar eclipse (pulchra defectionis lunae imago)!
I am sorry that you had to endure the unpleasantness of noisy neighbours. The Devil loves noise, as my mentor, Pater S. used to say (spiritus malignus amat strepitum).
On the other hand, it can be said of you, even though you are not old and certainly not “otiosus”:
Nihil est otiosa senectute jucundius. Videbamus in studio dimetiendi caeli Galum (Patrem Z). Quam delectabat eum defectiones solis et lunae multo ante nobis praedicere! (Cic. De Senectute).
Comanche moon. Blood about to be shed. Wasichu on warpath. Squaws crying. Motu proprio coming.
I caught the very tail end of it as I was driving home from Mass Saturday night. I looked at it and thought, “You know, that shadow curves the wrong way…Darn! There was a lunar eclipse!”
By that time it was only about an eighth covered, and rapidly diminishing.
But Father! Father!
….It’s beautiful. And, all the moreso since we had a short blizzard keeping visibility down to about 2 car-lengths at the very time we were suppose to see it!
Thanks