Monday, August 13, 2018

Last Year


Last year.

We took a family excursion to Cannon Beach, Oregon

my sons and I
and their significant others 
(wife for one, fiancee for the other)
and the grandkids.


There was go-karting
and mini golf 
(Oliver, you're not supposed to get loft with a putter)



and posing for pictures with Mom and Dad


and Uncle Gavin and soon-to-be Aunt Danielle




There was browsing in my favorite store in Cannon Beach
Sesame + Lilies
with the obligatory selfie to prove that I was there
(gosh, my hair has grown a huge amount in the past year)

but the main event --
the reason we were there
was



the solar eclipse.


We were a few miles outside the totality zone

(that's what happens when you make reservations
as soon as you find out about the event
before the final calculations are done)
and it was twilight
but not completely dark.


Close enough.



When I was a kid, I remember watching an eclipse

with a device my dad made so our eyes wouldn't get burned --
some kind of thing where the sunlight came through a hole
and shined on the opposite wall, I think.
We watched the whole thing from my grandparents' yard
in Portland.
I don't remember a lot of detail from my childhood,
but I remember that. It seemed like a divine mystery.
Some kind of astronomical blessing.


I wanted to give Logan and Oliver

that kind of memory.


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