#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream
February's full moon is traditionally known as the Snow Moon in the northern hemisphere and typically symbolises the beginning of spring.5 hours ago
The explanation behind February’s full Moon name is a fairly straightforward one: it’s known as the Snow Moon due to the typically heavy snowfall that occurs in February. On average, February is the United States’ snowiest month, according to data from the National Weather Service. In the 1760s, Captain Jonathan Carver, who had visited with the Naudowessie (Dakota), wrote that the name used for this period was the Snow Moon, “because more snow commonly falls during this month than any other in the winter.”
The rive was warmer and there were mallards and geese and the swans today, all making a pleasant, lively ruckus under a blue sky. I spent a good time watching the swan from the melting edge. I felt the thaw in my feet. I am grateful to have spent February walking and skiing this path along the river under the trees. I woke so uncomfortably from a dream where I was walking around, awake, but I could not open my eyes, no matter how hard I tried. So, all day, of course, I was aware of being awake, eyes open, paying attention as best I could. My youngest still here this morning, now gone, but I enjoyed waking up and having relaxed conversation with my girls these mornings. I inched into making a travel plan for the fall to Santa Fe today. It still feels a bit unreal, the idea of being able to travel safely somewhere. And I started to get excited about this prospect. Our friends from Paris are really planning on joining us. Imagine! I have finished the excellent George Saunders book, A Swim in the Pond in the Rain, and I was sad for it to end. It’s rare for a book of nonfiction to create such a wonderful, intimate experience, and to sustain that to the very end. I felt on every page that I was in a private seminar room with George, that he was speaking to me, one-on-one. And even when I disagreed with what he was saying, or doubted him, or was about to challenge him, he would anticipate this, and respond to my concerns without me voicing them. I am still listening to the Sylvia Plath biography, so engaged, and yet I’m nearing the end. She and Ted have just moved to Devon. This is an excellent, granular, comprehensive biography - more than 50 hours of listening on Audible. I will finish it. I will finish it and wish it didn’t have to end this way.
