Harvest Moon

English: harvest moon

English: harvest moon (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Tonight’s the night.  The moon I see isn’t orange or pink, but it’s full and bright and lighting up this cool September night.  It has other names – maybe you know it better as Full Corn Moon, Elk Moon, Wine Moon (that would be my choice) or Singing Moon.

No matter what you call it, when there’s a Harvest Moon it’s a good idea to stay calm, breathe deeply, let your negativity go and focus on sending positive energy out into the universe.

You should also send blessings, healing and peaceful energy, forgiveness and loving kindness.  The alternative, if the moon catches you in a bad mood,  is to suffer from temporary insomnia and insanity.  Whatever emotions you’re feeling are multiplied a gazillion times by a full moon.  So sprinkle your world with moon glitter and make with the good vibes.  Yes, the part about moon glitter I made up, but the rest of it could all be true.

Until tonight I didn’t realize the moon had so many aliases.

  • January – Wold Moon, Old Moon
  • February – Snow Moon, Hunger Moon
  • March – Worm, Crow, Sap, or Lenten Moon
  • April – Seed, Pink, Sprouting Grass, Egg, or Fish Moon.  Go April.
  • May – Milk Moon, Flower Moon, Corn Planting Moon
  • June – Mead, Strawberry, Rose or Thunder Moon.
  • July – Hay Moon, Buck Moon, or another Thunder Moon
  • August – Corn Moon, Sturgeon Moon, Red Moon, Green Corn Moon, Grain Moon.  Whew.
  • September – Harvest Moon,  Full Corn Moon
  • October – Hunter’s Moon, Blood/Sanguine Moon
  • November – Beaver Moon, Frosty Moon
  • December – Oak Moon, Cold Moon, Long Nights Moon

Memorize this list and impress your friends.

To get yourself into the proper Harvest Moon mood, sing along with Neil.  And check out the dude with the broom in the parking lot.  I told you the moon makes you do weird stuff.

Come a little bit closer
Hear what I have to say
Just like children sleeping
We could dream this night away.

But there’s a full moon rising
Let’s go dancing in the light
We know where the music’s playing
Let’s go out and feel the night.

Because I’m still in love with you
I want to see you dance again
Because I’m still in love with you
On this harvest moon.

When we were strangers
I watched you from afar
When we were lovers
I loved you with all my heart.

But now it’s getting late
And the moon is climbing high
I want to celebrate
See it shining in your eye.

Because I’m still in love with you
I want to see you dance again
Because I’m still in love with you
On this harvest moon.

Dancing In The Moonlight

dancing in the moonlight

dancing in the moonlight (Photo credit: AlicePopkorn)

Daily Prompt:  The Full Moon -When the full moon happens, you turn into a person who’s the opposite of who you normally are.  Show us the new you.

The new me, under the light of the full moon, will be dancing her little heart out with beauty and grace.  (The old me is a terrible and awkward dancer with heavy duck feet and a clumsy body which bumps into things and knocks them over.)

I found this picture of opposite me, wearing a fluffy white dress, on a pedestal, taking a breather from all that manic prancing around in the middle of the night.  And still smiling even though my bare feet are wet from the dewy grass and I have no idea how I’m going to get down from there.

It appears that moonlight also makes one young and gorgeous with great hair.  Wow.  That’s better than the magic of candle light, hey?  Get out there in that moonlight, people!

To quote some lovely moony lyrics from King Harvest –

When the moon is big and bright, it’s a supernatural delight

Everybody here is out of sight, they don’t bark and they don’t bite

They keep things loose, they keep it light, it’s such a fine and natural sight

You can’t dance and stay uptight.

Here’s the music I’m using for my next dance under the moon.  Come and join me!  I swear I won’t bark and I won’t bite.  Beyond that, I’m not making any promises about my behaviour.  A full moon does strange things.

Once In A Blue Moon

I hope it’s a clear night tonight so that we can all get a good look at that big old blue moon!  Because I don’t think I’ve ever knowingly seen one before.

Here’s a song to watch blue moons by.  It’s also a reminder that they don’t make background singers like they used to.  And a nudge to dig up that old American Graffiti VHS tape and watch it one more time.

Happy blue moon/last day of August everyone.

 

To Market To Market

We’re a whole week into April already!  I hope by the time I get home everything will be as green there as it is here.  Today was lovely and sunny and warm, (impossible to even imagine snow) although they are predicting some rain in the next few days.  Which is perfectly okay since that’s what keeps things green.

This morning we had coffee and a chatty visit with my brother and his wife.  It’s perfectly amazing how well he’s getting along and how much he’s doing.  They had some yard work planned and were considering going out for a game of golf in the afternoon.  I’m not even going to try to keep up with him!  My sister and I went shoe shopping and out for lunch at the Walker House and then to the Southampton Market to browse.  I love that place – I’m sure I’d fill my house up with their beautiful unfinished wooden things if I lived any closer.

And then spend all my time staining and varnishing and painting.  They say there’s two acres of shopping in the place, so wandering around in there for the afternoon was probably great exercise.  And I only spent twenty dollars. You don’t need to know what I paid for two pairs of shoes before that.

I’ve watched more baseball and hockey since I got here than I have all year at home.  It’s kind of embarrassing that my neice knows everything about the Edmonton Oilers and I have no idea what she’s talking about.  Today is her third day following her tonsilectomy and probably the worst as far as pain and discomfort go.  Starting tomorrow things should steadily improve.

We’re very close to the lake out here and I can hear geese making an incredible racket although I can’t imagine what they’re up to in the middle of the night.  Honking at the full moon maybe?  No matter, they won’t keep me awake for long.  Instead of traffic and sirens I’ve got country and crickets.  It’s kind of a pleasant change.