Photo from the Farmer’s Almanac website.
I woke this morning to see a full moon outside my bedroom window. I heard something on the news about a pink moon. I have never heard of a pink moon. The moon I saw didn’t look pink but it peaked my interest.
From the Farmer’s Almanac:
April’s Full Moon, the Full Pink Moon, heralds the appearance of the moss pink, or wild ground phlox—one of the first spring flowers. It is also known as the Sprouting Grass Moon, the Egg Moon, and the Fish Moon.
These names were not invented by The Old Farmer’s Almanac. They were used by early Colonial Americans—who learned the names from the local Native Americans; time was not recorded by using the months of the Julian or Gregorian calendar. Many tribes kept track of time by observing the seasons and lunar months, although there was much variability. The name itself usually described some activity that occurred during that time in their location.
I found it interesting to read through the Almanac to see the best planting times, recommendations for setting eggs, whatever that means and the best fishing times. I will have to tell hubby about those dates.
We don’t plan on putting in a garden this year. We have too much going on with visiting our grandson and taking care of hubby’s mom. She is 91. We are probably going to have to sell her house. That sure tugs at one’s heart.
Yep! It is that time of year. Hubby is down south, on the water. He is catching large bluegill and couldn’t be happier. The weather is a tad bit cold but maybe that is why they are catching such big fish.
I closed the store today and plan to go over to my mom’s house and sew all day! It is going to be a great day. I haven’t been to mom’s since she got home from Arizona. That is awful but with Mother’s Day and the Spartan Race taking up the weekends, I haven’t had a chance to go. She and I have been shopping and she has checked on my long arm quilting progress. I cannot wait to get into the “zone” and sew all day today.
I hope everyone is able to take a day off this Memorial Day weekend. I am especially grateful to the men and women who serve and have given it all to make our country free.
Hubby has left for his annual fishing trip. Two or three years ago, when I went with him, we fought buffalo gnats. Buffalo gnats are blood sucking flies from the Simuliidae family. For the flies to produce eggs for reproduction it is necessary for the female of the species to consume a blood meal from its human and animal prey.
Unfortunately for us the bite of a buffalo gnat can be more serious than dealing with unseemly bug bites and incessant itchiness for the next week. They look and feel awful. It was a miserable trip.
Is the earth round? Does heaven exist? No, this isn’t that kind of question.
I was reading a blog and saw a fun meme that asked about my favorite beverage.
That is easy, I love Orange Crush. Long before the days of barcode scanners, my dad would take me fishing. On our way to the lake, we would stop to get bait. While at the bait shop, I was usually told to choose a candy bar, PayDay, and a pop, Orance Crush. Fishing was fun!
I am not going to complain about the hot weather. I had cabin fever after so many dreary days this winter and spring that I thought I would go crazy. The thing about hot weather is that when you take care of the yard you really get a work out. OMG! Someone get a spirometer and check my lung capacity. My face is beet red! My husband mows two and a half acres of our yard and while he is away on a fishing trip, I thought I would surprise him and have the yard mowed so he wouldn’t have a big mess to come home to mow.
I have recovered and am ready to go a quilt guild meeting tonight. Our speaker is Cindy Claycamp, the president of our state guild. She is a Hoosier quilt historian and will be giving a discussion geared to the home care & display of heirloom quilts. Claycamp is one of fewer than 100 certified quilt appraisers approved by the American Quilt Society in the United States. She has been quilting 35 years and has owned antique and fabric shops for many years.
Some commentors have asked for more information about my husband’s favorite fishing spot, Linton, Indiana. While we generally fish for Blue Gill, there are also Largemouth Bass and Trout for the taking. After a long hard winter, fishing resumes each spring to the delight of many outdoor enthusiasts.
We like to get up early and head into Linton for a big breakfast, stop by the bait shop to pick up a paper towel rolls worth of crickets and head to the lake. The bait shop proprietor has found a nifty way to gather a dozen cricket quickly by scooping with the cardboard core left from a roll of paper towels. Once in awhile, we eat breakfast at the bait shop. The proprietor’s wife makes the most delicious oatmeal pancakes. They are good enough for me to get past the icky smell of the bait shop. My head has a hard time adjusting to eating while watching turkey hunters bringing in dead turkeys but I manage somehow.
Bellies full, bait can filled and we are ready to head down the road for some fishing.
I am tired of cold, rainy weather! That is why hubby and I have decided to go fishing this weekend. The yard will get a quick trim so it won’t be a big deal to get into shape when we get back. I am looking forward to sitting in the boat, letting the sun shine on my pale face and baiting crickets. Well, the crickets could wait but everything else sounds nice.
We fish in southern Indiana at what were coal mining sites. The ground has been reclaimed and there are lakes everywhere. You could fish on a different lake every day if you wanted. Hubby is in charge of that. I am in charge of getting myself dressed and fed. Such a life!
The theme for Heads or Tails this week is “Heads~Gone Fishin’.” Make any kind of post about anything you might see, use or do while fishing.
I was thinking about how we fish around to give ideas for what others can get us for Christmas. I also thought about cute pictures of my hubby when he was a little boy. He fished quite a bit with his dad. Then, I found this video, “Why I don’t ice fish.”
This weekend flew by. I missed my hubby while he was fishing and it is nice to have him home again. We will have to move the fitness equipment over again so he can put his boat back in that spot. It was worth the effort to get his tackle organized and get to the lake. He caught several nice bass and bluegill. Now, to find the time to have a fish fry!