“I saw the new moone wi the auld moone in hir arme…”
The last few nights there’s been the most beautiful new moon hanging over our house and you can see the faint shape of the old moon in its cradle. I thought of Sir Patrick Spens and those haunting lines:
“Late late yestereen I saw the new moone,
Wi the auld moone in hir arme…”
This new moon has coincided with dry sunny days and when I checked the Farmer’s Almanac, I read that if the crescent Moon holds its points upward, able to contain water, it predicts a dry spell. I’m planting onions, potatoes, red cabbages, and broccoli, so let the dry spell continue.