night, the eighth of april
dark furrow
old knowledge preserved
early spring
the soil warms. the light returns longer each day.
what was sleeping is not sleeping anymore.
still cold enough to frost. the season is not settled yet.
the moon is waning gibbous, 67% lit.
the world is turned away from the sun.
12h 39m of daylight today. +2.3 minutes from yesterday.
fog lifts from the creekrevealing green where there wasnothing just last week
the moon is waning. harvest what is ready, cut herbs for drying, prune what needs shaping. the energy is drawing inward. what you cut now heals faster. ❧ the old farmers planned by lamplight. seed orders, crop rotations, next year's beds. the quiet hours are for thinking ahead. ❧ lemon balm tea from whatever survived the winter. calming, gentle on the stomach. ❧ the line storm. it comes at the equinox, when winter and spring argue over the same ground. the old almanacs expected it, marked it, planned around it.
the garden is working without you now. ❧ leo the lion climbs high, the bright star regulus at his heart ❧ spring remedies are about waking up. the body has been indoors too long. bitter greens and sharp roots shake the dust off. ❧ the worm moon is coming or just passed. some called this the crow moon, for the sound that breaks the silence at the end of winter. the sap moon, because the maples are running. the ground is unlocking.
arcturus was the star the old plowmen followed. its name means "bear watcher" in greek, because it follows ursa major across the sky. but to the farmers it simply meant warmth is returning. when it rises at sunset, the soil is ready.