The Glories of March...March blew in "like a lion" on a wild wind, but has been behaving like a lamb for the past couple of days... a white and sparkling lamb beneath a blue, blue sky. The morning glory seeds in this photo that I took in the garden yesterday will have to wait a few more months before sprouting. Winter weather will make several appearances before June, and our "frost free date" arrive. Despite that wait, I feel hopeful as March progresses.
I caught only a glimpse of March's full moon: The Crow Moon or the Full Worm moon, according to my two usual references. Feeling that neither of those names summed up the feeling of March for me, I used the internet to look further afield. I learned that the Celts called the full moon of March the "Moon of Winds." Ah, that is exactly it! I caught my brief glimpse of the full moon the other night as the wind swept the clouds across the dark sky.
I believe my response to March is inborn, inherited from my pagan ancestresses rather than my Christian forefathers. Each year in the early days of March, a surge of wild expectancy courses through my veins. I feel as if I am coming back to life after long gray months of dormancy.
photo by Aisling, March 7, 2007
5 comments:
Hang in there, Aisling, Ostara is nearly here! With it comes warmth, hope, and new beginnings. :-)
Bring it on! *grin*
There is something rather ancient about how we react to the coming of spring.
Every time I read your name, I smile as Aisling is the name given to one of my trees that sit in a circle around our fire pit. A most beautiful tree I might add.
Patty, I don't know if you know but Aisling is a blogging name. I think I posted back in Sept. or Oct. about choosing aliases for blogging purposes. But, I feel I am Aisling! It means a dream or vision poem (maybe you know that.) Thanks for visiting me! I know you are already enjoying spring where you live!
Patty...
By the way, I *love* that your trees are named. I name a lot of things to - my creek, my property, the kid's playhouse - but so far none of the trees.
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