eclipse, salt, raindrops

Last night I watch as the shadow of the earth gradually covers the full moon. At about 11 pm, the entire moon looks like an orange, just a hint of silver at the permimeter.

While they are carving some serrano ham for me at Sainsbury's delicatessen counter, a man standing beside me says: "I can't eat that because of the salt. I can't eat salt". I realize that he is the same man who made this observation at the same counter a few months ago, while admitting to a fondness for Spanish ham. I say: "We've had this conversation before." "Yes," he says, "we have". Groundhog day?

I like looking at raindrops hanging from leaves and branches. They seem to contain the universe.