The Great Gasp

It sounded as if the Streets were running –
And then the Streets stood still –
Eclipse – was all we could see at the Window,
And Awe – was all we could feel –

-Emily Dickinson

Weekend Musical Interlude

Well folks we’re Eclipse Bound and Down, and there’s just no better song for loadin’ up and truckin’ than our favorite cousin Jerry Reed’s. We’ve got the youngins, the dogs, the glasses, and the Baader filter for the telescope, all headed for clear skies somewhere in that 70 mile band of totality. Maybe to an astral plane.

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