Full Blueberry Moon of August
The wheel of the year turns in sultry August. Native Americans called her the Moon When All Things Ripen. The gardens of Massachusetts are parched this season from a long dry spell. The clouds giving rain only recently have returned to replenish streams, brooks and waterways. The summer growing season is on the wane. Sunflowers start to droop their heads down towards the earth. Birds will flock earlier this year for migration. These seeds will fuel their reserves for the long flight ahead. Wildlife struggles in these times, remember the singing of the spring frogs and notice the crooking is missed as a sound of summer nights. Look for maple trees to throw off an abundance of seeds this fall. When weather conditions are uncertain, this is their way to be sure they will return someday. Nut trees will litter the forest floor as well.
The blueberries are ripe for picking. Squash, bean and melon are ready. Peaches suffered this year with a blossom killing frost in early spring. There is not a one in fruit this season in New England. The Green Corn Moon of August celebrates the corn mother. Be especially thankful for what we have at the table. Recognize the gift of corn by eating it and sharing kernels with wildlife. No small deed goes unnoticed by the Spirit of All Things. Now is a good time to ask the garden to give a little more. Native Americans customarily scattered corn meal around their gardens and homes asking the earth to be kind to them. As we approach Hurricane Season, perhaps this ritual can help manifest the karma that encourages the winds to be kind to the home and all the trees that surround us.
The moon is in the sign of Aquarius. There may be a need to be more informed at this time. Air signs always stimulate thinking. Be careful of the shadow of vanity and all about me thinking. Remember others with whom you share your world. Be grateful for kindness and don’t question the why, accept and be happy for the friends you have. Soften words when expressed and consider how you come across. Listen to what others have to say. Refrain from coldness in thinking and words. It only takes a word to tarnish a well meant moment and sour the wine of friendship.