Full Cold Moon – January 2016

Photo credit John Churchman

O Stelle! The Full Cold Moon in January arrives tonight. In the northern hemisphere, this is traditionally the month when temperatures plummet. The heavens are particularly active just now with five planets visible in the early morning sky. A rare alignment of Mercury, Venus, Mars, Jupiter, and Saturn.

As above so below. If there is an increase in certain activities just now, blame it on the stars. Mercury influences communications. Venus provides a spark for love and attraction. Mars is the god of war. Jupiter, is the largest planet in our solar system, governs growth and prosperity. Saturn is the taskmaster of the group and puts a focus on conformity. At this time, Mercury is still retrograde until January 25th. Combine all this with a full moon and the night is full of possibilities.

November Days

The wheel of the year rolls deeper into the quiet time. The oak trees have let go and the rusty canopy settles on the sleepy grass.

The hardy sorrel shares the last of fresh greens. Now is the harvest of thyme. Now comes the blanket of straw over the berries. Cover them with an adieu until warmer days return.

The feeder and suet cages are filled. The wood nuthatch, cardinal and blue jays return to their winter camp under the hydrangea. The sparrows, finch, chickadees, and juncos fuss and scratch. It’s our life here in this quiet place.

The skies have been kind. The sun rides lower and lower on the horizon. The field mice scurry to their winter nest. The tranquil days of November pass one by one. The dried lovage and sage season the stew. All is well. All is done.

@FrancesAnnWychorski2015

Photo credits to @Josiah van Egmond 2013

There are Owls ~ Henry David Thoreau

“I rejoice that there are owls. Let them do the idiotic and maniacal hooting for men. It is a sound admirably suited to swamps and twilight woods which no day illustrates, suggesting a vast and undeveloped nature which men have not recognized. They represent the stark twilight and unsatisfied thoughts which all have. All day the sun has shown on the surface of some savage swamp, where the double spruce stands hung with lichens, and small hawks circulate above, and the chickadee lisps amid the evergreens, and the partridge and rabbit skulk beneath; and now a more dismal and fitting day dawns, and a different race of creatures awakes to express the meaning of Nature there.”

From Walden, Sounds & Solitude 1854