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Posted on Aug 22, 2017 by in Being |

Simon during eclipse

Simon says something’s weird.

First, when the light was waning and it matched the level of sunrise, he went up to the roof (which he does every morning). No, he said, that’s not right it’s midmorning. I got ready on the front porch to capture the maple tree casting crescent shapes everywhere and he joined me there. I think he wanted a little reassurance from me.