The February Moon is known by many names, and each time she makes her appearance, I will pull from my shelf the withered book filled with old symbols and superstitions. Amongst them are the many names for the full moons, as told by many peoples. She is the Celtic Ice Moon, the Storm Moon to the Olde English, and--my favorite--the early Colonials knew her as the Trapper's or Hunter's Moon...
The smell of Winter is still in the air as I run out to the darkened back patio and stand, staring at that silver orb in the sky. What she has seen in a millenia of ushering people during sleeptime, I don't know, but every full-moon here is about running outside---temperature be darned--and making a wish whilst staring at that hallowed heavenly body.
The February Moon is now generally accepted as the Snow Moon, and while that might seem ironic since this is probably the mildest winter in these parts, in recent history, it's now doubly ironic since the forecast calls for snow over the next few days.
This will be great weather to commence the turning of the busy season and this, I suspect, is universal amongst many of us. I foresee a whole lot of cocoa and marshmallows and strong tea to usher in my hustle and bustle life of many mistresses: a world of Art, Animals, and Agriculture.
If you weren't aware, I am a folk artists reborn from performing arts roots. I lately have been lucky enough to have some works published and accepted into a few online juried groups, and here are some works for PFATT, a new group that has kindly allowed me into their ranks.
These are some wooden works, looking for new homes on the 10th of this month:
A mischievous Star Messenger, sending wishes to the town below....
And here is a bevvy of painted and wood burned wonders:
Ahh, this is a toughie, an elusive love affair, it seems. Every year I am this close to manifesting those things only found in seed and chick catalogues. Ever-so-close am I, finally, to being able to plant the Moon And Stars watermelon and tomatoes with crazy old fashioned names. I am always a breath away from finding out which fruit trees will grow in my planting zone, saving those two baby goats who will be packgoats on the farm, getting that antique wheelbarrow, and training a cob horse to pull a good wagon. And those are just some of a laundry list of agrarian curiosities I yearn to materialize. As of now, they continue to be fickle phantoms, I guess. I am hoping this is just a touchstone lesson in patience; the farm groom has cold feet.
ANIMALS (and Adventure!):
However, this grass IS greener on my side, and that is the HORSE drawn carriage project. I have been working furiously to try to get this little project together, and to that end, there will be a few new videos here TOMORROW, with a few more details about the journey, so please stay tuned...
There is much effort in streamlining a few features here, as I have no idea if people truly are aware and understand all of the facets and logistics of the project...
...so hopefully all shall be made clear tomorrow, and then--with a bit of luck, lore, and wishing--all will move forward from path to path, and Moon to Moon.