Post by Grimm on Sept 9, 2014 12:15:21 GMT -5
Farmer’s Almanac 2014 - 2015
Moon’s Astrological Place in the Zodiac
Sep 09 Pisces Fishes (Feet)
Sep 10 Aries Ram (Head and Face)
Sep 12 Taurus Bull (Neck)
Sep 15 Gemini Twins (Arms)
A lonely scythe-man worked his way through the corn. He’d given his blade a keen edge. He harvested thus, and so.
Snicker-snack!
The man cleared a path among the stalks. The innumerable stalks, planted across the river bottom, wavered in a breeze. A fog rose off the water, climbed the banks, blanketed the flood plain, and climbed to higher elevations. The man strived to get his work in before the fog was burned off by the sun and threw him off his axis.
United States Weather: Southeast US: Blood Moon for much of the end of summer / early fall; Bitter waters increasing as seasons shift; unseasonably vicious.
The scythe-man, let’s call him ‘Phinehas’ for consistency’s sake, walked among the furrows, swinging his blade back and forth, never ceasing, never changing tempo. Geegaws and notions from those who’d come before had been churned up by the plow. Churned up, and crushed under his foot into shards. Rabbit bones, candle stubs, a book of matches. A green glass bottle filled with smoke. A pin cushion.
Fishing Calendar
September 9
POOR Morning
September 10
POOR Evening
September 12
POOR Midday
September 15
IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS GOOD AND DECENT STAY AWAY FROM THE WATER
And along with those random bits Phinehas sowed scraps of cloth from a tattered bucket hat. Not tattered like the shabby-chic garments of N. Saniti (Oh, he’s a dandy, ain’t he?), but tattered from a total lack of concern for its owner’s well-being. A handful was planted, and the rest he scattered to the four winds.
September 1 – September 15
An Excellent Time For Agitating Bees. Tend Orchards of Limbertwigs and Seek-No-Furthers, Which Will Do Well. Spread Spores for Carnival Candy Slime, Purple Fairy Clubs, and Dark Elfin Saddles, None Of Which Will Do So Great, Even After Applications Of Witch’s Butter. Prime Time For Northern Bearded Truffle, Devil’s Snuffbox, And Horn Of Plenty.
Tastes may have made the shift to pumpkin spice this and pumpkin spice that, but make no mistake. Summer held its ground. Phinehas wiped sweat off his brow and out of his eyes. But the Harvest kept its own schedule. It waited for no one.
September 1 – September 15 is Best for…
Construct Effigies, Clear Land for Bonfires, Clean Attics, Purge Root Cellar, Delivery of Bodies for Ridicule, Revel in the Lamentations of Your Opponents
Return to Glory the Fifth, the best time for other activities.
Maybe Murdoc would shift the balance in the others’ favor, maybe he wouldn’t. We all remember what happened to Eira the last time he let a match burn itself out. Maybe Psychedelica would show what a precision team it had become, maybe, well, any number of other horrific outcomes would occur.
Seers and oracles could map the stars, consult the cards, watch for signs. They could perform all manner of auguries, but some things roared through whether you anticipated them or not. The Omen foretold it? Sometimes. And sometimes it should be understood, it should simply be implied after all the wreckages over all the years, by the mere listing of a name. If one couldn’t feel the charge in the atmosphere or smell it on the wind it was your fault and yours alone. Sometimes, no matter the preparations, the exertions, the efforts of all those involved, bad things happened.
And it’s too late for any epiphanies now.
NEX ADDO
Moon’s Astrological Place in the Zodiac
Sep 09 Pisces Fishes (Feet)
Sep 10 Aries Ram (Head and Face)
Sep 12 Taurus Bull (Neck)
Sep 15 Gemini Twins (Arms)
A lonely scythe-man worked his way through the corn. He’d given his blade a keen edge. He harvested thus, and so.
Snicker-snack!
The man cleared a path among the stalks. The innumerable stalks, planted across the river bottom, wavered in a breeze. A fog rose off the water, climbed the banks, blanketed the flood plain, and climbed to higher elevations. The man strived to get his work in before the fog was burned off by the sun and threw him off his axis.
United States Weather: Southeast US: Blood Moon for much of the end of summer / early fall; Bitter waters increasing as seasons shift; unseasonably vicious.
The scythe-man, let’s call him ‘Phinehas’ for consistency’s sake, walked among the furrows, swinging his blade back and forth, never ceasing, never changing tempo. Geegaws and notions from those who’d come before had been churned up by the plow. Churned up, and crushed under his foot into shards. Rabbit bones, candle stubs, a book of matches. A green glass bottle filled with smoke. A pin cushion.
Fishing Calendar
September 9
POOR Morning
September 10
POOR Evening
September 12
POOR Midday
September 15
IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS GOOD AND DECENT STAY AWAY FROM THE WATER
And along with those random bits Phinehas sowed scraps of cloth from a tattered bucket hat. Not tattered like the shabby-chic garments of N. Saniti (Oh, he’s a dandy, ain’t he?), but tattered from a total lack of concern for its owner’s well-being. A handful was planted, and the rest he scattered to the four winds.
September 1 – September 15
An Excellent Time For Agitating Bees. Tend Orchards of Limbertwigs and Seek-No-Furthers, Which Will Do Well. Spread Spores for Carnival Candy Slime, Purple Fairy Clubs, and Dark Elfin Saddles, None Of Which Will Do So Great, Even After Applications Of Witch’s Butter. Prime Time For Northern Bearded Truffle, Devil’s Snuffbox, And Horn Of Plenty.
Tastes may have made the shift to pumpkin spice this and pumpkin spice that, but make no mistake. Summer held its ground. Phinehas wiped sweat off his brow and out of his eyes. But the Harvest kept its own schedule. It waited for no one.
September 1 – September 15 is Best for…
Construct Effigies, Clear Land for Bonfires, Clean Attics, Purge Root Cellar, Delivery of Bodies for Ridicule, Revel in the Lamentations of Your Opponents
Return to Glory the Fifth, the best time for other activities.
Maybe Murdoc would shift the balance in the others’ favor, maybe he wouldn’t. We all remember what happened to Eira the last time he let a match burn itself out. Maybe Psychedelica would show what a precision team it had become, maybe, well, any number of other horrific outcomes would occur.
Seers and oracles could map the stars, consult the cards, watch for signs. They could perform all manner of auguries, but some things roared through whether you anticipated them or not. The Omen foretold it? Sometimes. And sometimes it should be understood, it should simply be implied after all the wreckages over all the years, by the mere listing of a name. If one couldn’t feel the charge in the atmosphere or smell it on the wind it was your fault and yours alone. Sometimes, no matter the preparations, the exertions, the efforts of all those involved, bad things happened.
And it’s too late for any epiphanies now.
NEX ADDO
