Watching the End of the World from Kanarraville

No, this is not the flag of a demonic, alternative-universe Japan.
(Photo by Stacey Watts.)

Yesterday, Sunday, at the kind invitation of friends, my wife and I had a picnic dinner and then watched an annular eclipse of the sun from the perfect location for it, Kanarraville, Utah.  Specifically, we watched from the very pleasant grounds of Kanarraville’s  Big Trees Nursery.

Here are our friends, shown in the odd, untimely twilight of the eclipse:

The Pensive and Awestruck Gentleman shown below was attempting to look ineffably cool in his $2 eclipse glasses, but largely failed to pull it off.  Is his mouth open in wonderment, or simply because he’s a mouth-breather?

This one is a little bit better.

He closed his mouth.  Probably sensed that he was being photographed.

Here he is again, standing with my wife:

Notice, that, while she’s still observing the eclipse, he’s more concerned about posing for the camera.

Kanarraville has roughly three hundred and fifty (350) residents, no restaurants, no motels, and no traffic lights, so the unreality of the dim landscape around us was matched, when we finally decided to return to our base in Cedar City, by having to spend half an hour or forty-five minutes in a Kanarraville traffic jam.  We were not alone.

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