There were no zombies. Or flesh-eating bacteria. Or anything else gross. Just an eerie twilight. The house got so dark we couldn’t move around without bumping into things – Mom didn’t think about turning on lights in the house at 2:30 in the afternoon. But outside it looked like that magical time of day, the time when the sun has transitioned below the horizon but there is still some light left in the air. The time when we look out the window to see if there are any tiny fairies dancing in our yard or unexplained movements in the woods around our house. The time when the last twinkle of diamonds disappears from the ripples on the lake. It’s Mom’s favorite time of the day. But yesterday, the sun wasn’t dipping below the horizon; it was almost directly overhead. Mom took some pictures of the sun (without looking right at it), as well as a couple of the house to track the change in the amount of light. Mom forgot to switch the phone camera from auto, so the two of the house look the same and don’t show the dimness of the light. In these pictures, the position of the sun in the sky means nothing more than Mom didn’t notice where she had the sun framed, since she wasn’t looking at it.
Dad took a slo-mo video, but he isn’t sharing yet. Oh, OK Mom. She said Dad is too busy at work. We’ll see how that turns out and show it to you if it’s any good.
In the meantime, to add some real interest, here are two pictures of things me and Riley do that Mom thinks is odd or funny. I like to hold paws/hands with Mom. And Riley likes to slither off the couch, sometimes stopping midway.
Love and wiggles, Lucy