• I sat there, on cold, sodden dirt, looking to the sky as the moon came into view. Orange-red, with a sliver of light sitting on the bottom edge of the celestial body. I could hear the rumble of engines, the scraping of soles as people wandered the parking lot, and the conversations of families and neighbors as they shared in this spectacle. Yet for all this noise, the night was still tranquil, as if the entire world was in awe of the event occuring before its eyes. The wind blew chilled air across exposed skin, and I could feel my body complain from the lack of heat, but I ignored it, too entranced by the eclipse. And as the sliver grew bigger, and the colored glow faded from the Moon, eyes were drawn outward, to the clear sky and the beautiful sight of many more motes of light looking down, sharing in this small but spectacular moment with us.