Farming By The Moon

In the early days of farming, it was also during the era of Moon Worshiping. Most likely due to observing the relationship between the moon and tides that made early man believe it was the source of all moisture. Everything from sap of plants, blood of all living creatures, to everything liquid all seemed to be controlled by the moon.

Also, Man's first calendar was as periods of time reckoned by the moon. So it was a natural thing to use the changes or phases of the moon to do certain things. Many farmers today still follow those early superstitions.

Planting in "the light of the moon" means in the time between new and the full moon. Planting in the "dark of the moon" refers to the period between full and new moon. However, scientist have a different meaning for these terms. They think that light phase of the moon as the time when the moon is above the horizon from dusk to midnight; and the dark phase is from midnight to dawn. Tests so far by many, haven't been able to determine if it made much difference in size. I referred to one study in particular: http://www.undeceivingourselves.com/S-plan.htm

The full moons of September and October are known as "The Harvest Moons". Because of their brilliance, early societies looked to it as a special gift from good spirits. The truth is that the moon is at a smaller angle with the horizon, and so it is more radiant. In the Southern Hemisphere, this bright moon takes place during March and April.

Picture I Took

I took this picture a few months back. I like the way the moon was shining through the branches.

Cat Stevens - Moonshadow (live)

This is a beautiful song.

MOONLIGHT SONATA (Beethoven)

This is beautiful!

Moonlit Path

MOONLIT PATH

Try too reach and touch the stars.
Imagine them sifting through your fingers
As in a deep, silent pool.
The full moon above
Shines down coldly upon us
And colors the earth in shades
Of blue, black and gray.

A slight breeze stirs the air,
Carrying sounds from far away.
A dog barks in the distance,
A train rolls through town
On a late night run to somewhere.

Light, wispy clouds pass by from the north,
And briefly cover the moon like a veil,
Before they drift away.
The breeze softly rustles
The dry cornstalks left in the field.

This peaceful night;
This beautiful, peaceful night.
All alone, you and I,
In this world of blue and gray,
Walking the snowy, moonlit path,
Gazing up to the heavens,
Hoping to someday touch the stars.

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Chinese Poetry About The Moon

The moon, along with fine wine and beautiful women, is a favorite topic for the Chinese poets.



On Climbing You-Chou Terrace

Ahead I cannot see the ancient faces,

Behind I cannot see the coming sages.

I brood upon the endlessness of Nature,

Lonely and sick at heart, with falling tears.

Chen Ziang Poetry

First Moon Landing 1969

Who could ever forget this video!