February 25

Today is the full moon, know as the snow moon, and it has lived up to its namesake. We received 6” of heavy wet snow throughout the day, sticking well to the pine boughs and arbor vitae, bending them over in protest.

I feel the same way this time of year, as February is about to give way and we begin to chomp at the bit for signs of the season’s change. These late winter snows, so often laden with moisture, weigh heavily on the body and mind. We can take comfort that the snows of late February and March may come in like an unwelcome lion, but the days warm too insistently now for them to last long. We begin to see patches of dormant grass here and there in the sunny spots, and certain buds of pussy willows and magnolias are unmistakably swelling.

So come visit, old snow moon, and know that tomorrow you will begin to wane.