This August I was fortunate enough to reside in that giddy stripe across America called the Path of Totality. While many photographers had to take planes, trains and automobiles to arrive at their carefully calculated perches for viewing the August 21 eclipse, I stepped out into the yard. Well, my sister’s yard because she has fewer trees. Amateur photographers and even semi-pros were increasingly discouraged from taking photos during the eclipse. Classes were offered with disclaimers, photography articles appeared fully disclosing the folly in trying to photograph the sun before any tips were divulged. By the time August rolled around, it seemed the only people worthy of photographing the eclipse had NASA or National Geographic on their I.D. tags. But we don’t listen in America. And we like to figure out ways to have our cake and eat it, too. It had to be possible to enjoy the experience, not melt your eyeballs, and take a photograph. I had my 6 year-old niece with me, as well, and wanted to fully participate with her, too. So I did some reading. I realized that I could get off about six quick unfiltered shots when the solar glasses came off for totality. (I'm saving for a new lens and didn't want to invest in a solar lens nor mess with tape and disposables.)
I attached my 300mm lens and sat my camera aside. We barbecued and enjoyed our guests as we continually peeked at the sun through our solar glasses. When totality arrived, we threw off our glasses and I picked up my camera for six quick clicks. Then I was back to dancing around the yard with my niece. I call this photograph Totality, of course. I’m a photographer. I totally had to take a picture!
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