Thrumming along

The best pic of last night’s eclipse of the moon. As you can see, it isn’t exactly a huge eclipse. You might be able to tell that a little bitsy bit is skimmed off the top of Mr. Moon. If I get it right, that’s all we got.

Our globetrotter Pengo Janetto arrived on The Planet Ann Arbor tonight for a long weekend in the area and all the family we could muster met up with her at the Griz tonight for dinner. That amounted to me and the GG, Lizard Breath, and npJane.

Downtown was busy busy busy tonight and until we entered the Griz I was worried that it would be too crowded for my lingering covid cowardice. When we got out of Cygnus, I could hear the thrum of vee-hicular traffic thru town. I dunno if I can put this into words exactly but during the two whole months I spent at the moominbeach this summer, I frequently heard a very different thrum. It was the sound of big lake freighters traversing up and down the St. Marys (no, there’s no apostrophe) River shipping channel on their way to and from Lake Superior.

We miss our Pengie so much and we had such a good time tonight. I shoved my covid cowardice into the corner where it belongs. I had to use an actual purse/bag-type thingy tonight because it was too hot to wear my polar fleece vest (with zip pockets). When I dug it out of my still unpacked moomincabin luggage, there was something in it! Whut? It was a KN95 mask. I took the mask out of the purse/bag and did not take it downtown. As luck would have it, the Griz was not crowded at all.

Onward.

One Response to “Thrumming along”

  1. Margaret Says:

    I didn’t even bother to look for it since it was cloudy. (patchy but still…) I enjoy going out once in a while but like you, I’m not crazy about crowds. Never was, even before Covid.