I'm never so convinced that I'm a creature of water- than during a full moon.
A caveat: not saying I go 'crazy'. I hate it when people blame their bad behaviour on things like the rising tides or their menstrual cycles. But... I do feel a pull somehow.
This harvest moon makes me ask the question: What am I harvesting this year? What are the things I've been tending to, taking care of and nurturing; that now need to be gathered and brought in before winter?
And alternatively- what are the things that I need to keep in the ground for a little longer? Not everything needs to be such a damn rush. Carrots always taste the best if you pull them out after the first frost, anyway.
And I do love me a good carrot.
