I was up at the crack of dawn, okay, before 0930 hours anyway and sat in the garden with a cup of herb tea to absorb the ambiance of this stellar event. As you can see the time is just about right by the sundial which bears the evidence of an overnight frost. I sat there so that I was part of it, not just thinking or watching but trying to be one with it just as was the lone blackbird sitting on the roof in a silence of its own. We were there the day it happened, will we be around for the next one? They say it might happen tomorrow as well, so we're in with a fighting chance, that blackbird and me.
The birds were silent all except for the doolally wood pigeon that lives near here ... too near here!