This is not from yesterday's eclipse, which occurred during the morning, but from a few years ago. I love to watch eclipses, both lunar and solar, and remember one particularly amazing morning I spent on a grassy hill near my college, waiting as the sun gradually diminished. The light was incredibly eerie; not the gray light of evening, or the flatness of a cloudy day, but strange and beautiful, with depth to it. It seemed as though the air itself was buzzing. As the eclipse neared totality, a groundhog came out from a nearby hole and ran frantically around me. I have always wondered what that groundhog thought at that moment when the sun seemed to disappear.