Here comes the sun!

This year for once the vernal equinox will be noted by many who otherwise might be oblivious to the Ostara festival celebrated by Druids, Wiccans and neo-Pagans. Tomorrow's solar eclipse will be hard to ignore, even here in Munich where only two-thirds of the sun will be in the moon's shadow. While I am by no means in thrall to any school of esoteric thought, I have always seen the date on which the days become longer than the nights as a cause for quiet rejoicing. I shall preempt Easter, ignore the seasonal wares piled high in the supermarket, and order my eggs with beans, bacon and toast!  

Update:

Picture me unimpressed. As on the 11th of August 1999 in Cologne, I waited this morning for any hint of a darkening of the sky. Again there was nothing of any consequence to report. Perhaps two-thirds of the sunlight obscured was not sufficient to make any appreciable difference? 

Oh well, the 1999 snapshot reminds me that I should maybe wear my kilt to celebrate the arrival of spring?