Generally I don’t read much into a blood moon. I’ve seen a few and, while spectacular and often magical, nothing earth shaking happened. Life went on as before. Time did not stop. But the sight I saw from my back deck this afternoon got me thinking maybe I was wrong. Just to be safe, I’m not going to squash the next ant that comes crawling across the table.
I almost blinded myself getting this shot. I’m sure it’s just a halo caused by the overcast sky and not an omen of impending doom but the air outside is muggy and even though it’s a Sunday afternoon the sound of children playing is oddly missing. I came back inside and watched the Pope.
By the way, I believe the small blue object to the left and below the sun was caused by the camera and not a space ship coming to take us away but who knows.