And so we come to the third full moon of the year – the Worm Moon. Named by Native Americans for the worm casts that began to appear after the ground had first thawed, this is a particularly hopeful full moon. The first moon of spring, a celebration of the soil and the beneficial organisms within and a nod to the verdancy and harvest to come.
This month’s full moon is also set to be a Supermoon due to its close proximity to earth. The clocks also changed last night so we’re officially in British Summer Time, with the moon reaching its peak fullness this evening at 7.48pm. For those who can’t get out to see it on the dot, it should be beaming bright and round until Monday night. Brighter and rounder still for its Supermooness.
So far I’ve been using the day (a grey and breezy day at that!) to catch up on work while the boys amuse themselves (they’re actually doing self initiated drawing!) and Tom carries on with the kitchen renovation. We’re so close but so far away all at the same time. So many details to attend to. Can’t wait to get to the point where we can bring in the furniture, dress with soft furnishings, place some flowers in a vase and light the stoves again – although the temperatures are set to rise to 19ºC and even 22ºC tomorrow and Tuesday – perfectly timed for when we can sit in gardens again. Oh what a joy this is going to be!
Getting work done today (finally honed my flat-plan ready for plant lists and word counts) also means I can take full advantage of the weather over the next few days to get some gardening done and take the boys to the Flats after school, while splicing bits of copy in between rather than the other way around. By the looks of the lawn I’ve also got a bit of mowing to do, which should also highlight areas of maintenance, a little seed sowing perhaps in the muddy patches and a toast raised to the worms that have been doing such a grand job tilling our precious Earth. All hail the Worm Moon and the hope that comes with.