We went outside on eclipse day and watched the progression for awhile in the leaf shadows. Then I went fishing at Yellowwood. The lake--for a few precious hours--eclipsed all the human craziness in the world. The white mays were popping at dark and the bass were waiting for them. Some things you can count on. I was going to take just one photo of the bass. Then one of them went crazy airborne on the take. That deserved a photo. Bass crazy I can handle.
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