The super blue blood moon eclipse of Jan. 31 was pretty cool. A little bit overhyped – in my opinion – but very cool nonetheless.
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KIMBALL, Neb. – The super blue blood moon eclipse of Jan. 31 was pretty cool. A little bit overhyped – in my opinion – but very cool nonetheless.
It was a super moon because the full moon occurred at – roughly – the moon’s closest point of approach to earth in her elliptical orbit. Therefore, the moon appeared to be bigger and brighter than usual in the night sky. It was a blue moon because that’s what the second full moon in any calendar month is called. It was a blood moon because it happened to coincide with a total lunar eclipse, which happens when the earth comes between the sun and moon. When this happens, the moon is only indirectly illuminated by sunlight reflected from our very own planet Earth, and it seems to dim and take on a reddish hue.
At Kimball, Jan. 31 was a cloudy, overcast day. The cloud cover was forecast to remain in place, but it did break up for a few hours, and the big, bright moon came out and illuminated the winter landscape quite nicely. The clouds rolled back in and snow began to fall before the lunar eclipse started, however, and while you could still see the moon it wasn’t much of a show. At least, not the kind of show promised by the moon’s press agents. But that’s okay, because nature provides much more than any marketer could ever promise.
At about 1:30 a.m. I was just getting back from the hospital where a family member was having a rough go. I stepped out of the pickup into a very pretty scene. It was cold out, and it was snowing, but there wasn’t a hint of breeze. The snow fell straight down and the big, soft flakes quickly covered the ground.
There’s something peaceful and beautiful in this kind of nighttime snowfall. I took out my phone and tried to capture the essence of the thing on video. As I filmed, a chorus of coyotes began to yip and howl. They were close – perhaps a hundred yards away and on the other side of a tree line. In the distance and all around, other groups of coyotes joined in.
For some reason the coyote song seemed to add the perfect accompaniment to a lovely, soft, nighttime snowfall. As I often do when faced with such natural beauty, I paused to give thanks. Not many folks have the opportunity I have.