Late in the afternoon of October 23rd, as I was starting to cook dinner, I remembered that a partial solar eclipse was about to begin.  I turned off the stove, threw a lid on the pot, grabbed my camera bag and dashed out the door just as Steve was coming home from work.  “Dinner in an hour or so, okay?”  I drove to a nearby spot, parked the car, then jogged a half mile to the riverbank and quickly set up my tripod.

If I had remembered sooner I could have reached a more scenic area.  But it was a cloudy day, and the eclipse wasn’t visible, and my hopes for strange magical evening light were dashed.  Still, I managed to get this: