Before leaving for Halloweekends I asked bunnyhugger if she'd had the mail held, enough times that she was ready to throw the mail at me. But she had, and good thing too as it turned out we had packages coming not quite all the time we were away, but close to it.
The current head of the Post Office is a Republican corporate hack, but I repeat myself, and when you put a corporate hack in charge of things their mission is to degrade it to the point it can be sold off for parts. After our mail hold began on Thursday bunnyhugger got the notice that a package had been delivered. This after we'd reasoned that it would be the same letter carrier delivering packages as regular mail and surely he'd have seen the hold notice. Perhaps he would have; we came home to about a day's worth of slightly rained-on mail in our box. No knowing whether that was from Thursday, Friday, or Saturday, though. Our package was not there when we returned, and so we concluded someone stole it.
Meanwhile she got an e-mail that another package had been held for pickup, owing to our mail hold, but not tracking information or specifics about what post office or mailing facility held it. There was also at some point a warning of another package that had gone out for delivery but was sent back to the Detroit sorting center because of the mail hold. I may have some of the details of this wrong but trust me: there is no way to tell and no way it matters.
Come Monday, we did not get the big bundle of held letters with the mail-hold request receipt rubberbanded around it. Nor did we get any packages. Tuesday, however, I came home to find many packages slumped against the side door. This included the Monday box (from my parents) which had been held somewhere without delivery instructions, the Tuesday-or-later box which turned out to have come from Lansing itself, and the Thursday box which we had supposed was stolen after sitting on the porch all weekend. Also something else that I forget what. Point is, everything that was supposed to come, came, but not in any way that makes sense. Still, probably good that we didn't start calling the postmaster to holler at people. Yet.
... Did I mention that two weeks ago bunnyhugger's parents got a card she sent them for Thanksgiving 2023, by the way?
Enough of the delayed mail. Here: enjoy delayed pictures of the Eclipse at Cedar Point.

bunnyhugger fiddling with her gear, trying to get the camera set up before totality sets in.

Remember how much brighter A Totality Of Fun was in the first pictures of the event here? That's how much the park's lighting had dimmed. I think by now they'd stopped running rides, as well, so people could focus on not seeing the sun.

I wondered about that airplane there. Hope the passengers were on the right side to see the eclipse out the window.

Darkness coming to the entry plaza. You can barely see the bathroom anymore.

bunnyhugger has her tripod more or less set up and has eclipse-filter paper strapped over the lens, so we're ready.

Here she's juuuuuuust checking. On her shoulder is a cute little seagull plush with a magnetic pin so you can put it on your shoulder and have it stick there as long as you don't walk fast or lift your arm for any reason. It sits on our fridge now.

And ... oh, uh, there's a woman running to the bathroom with about two minutes before totality.

bunnyhugger can not believe someone's going to miss totality for the chance to pee. (Yes she can.)

Here's darkness rolling in on us!

I loved the strange way the cloud cover looked as darkness came from the center of the sky rather than the horizon where it ought.

We're almost there, it's just seconds away from ...

At last! The Sun races across the sky hoping to evade the hungry Moon dragon!
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