Saturday, September 14, 2019

Harvest moon: tonight or last night?

The moon was really bright and full early this morning. The September full moon, the Harvest Moon, occurs today, September 14, we think. The Harvest Moon, we've read, occurs closest to the Equinox, in September or October.  Moonset was 6:59 am this morning. So was that the full moon? Moonrise tonight is at 8:04 pm. Is that the full moon? Are both of them full moons? Each occurs on September 14. Are each of them a Harvest Moon? According to this page, the full moon was at 11:32 pm last night, September 13. Are you as confused as I am? Maybe I'm trying to be too precise, or not precise enough?

full moon of September
full moon of September
Photo by J. Harrington

The dog and I arose early, 4:30ish (and awoke even earlier) this morning so I'm sleepy, having missed a chance for a nap today. We had some downpours this afternoon but nothing severe that I know about. The asters and mums we planted seem pleased about all the rain the past few days. Leaf color continues to develop slowly.

Today's high temperature is supposed to reach 70℉ or 71℉ but I'm not sure we'll get there with the rain and cloud cover. Then Summer returns for a week or so. This is the kind of rollercoaster we've come to expect during early autumn transitions in the North Country. It's a little more than a week until Autumnal Equinox on September 23. Summer's last hurrah will be during the next week or so. Then, until December, it's all Autumn all the time.

The Harvest Moon


- 1807-1882


It is the Harvest Moon! On gilded vanes
  And roofs of villages, on woodland crests
  And their aerial neighborhoods of nests
  Deserted, on the curtained window-panes
Of rooms where children sleep, on country lanes
  And harvest-fields, its mystic splendor rests!
  Gone are the birds that were our summer guests,
  With the last sheaves return the laboring wains!
All things are symbols: the external shows
  Of Nature have their image in the mind,
  As flowers and fruits and falling of the leaves;
The song-birds leave us at the summer's close,
  Only the empty nests are left behind,
  And pipings of the quail among the sheaves.


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