March is the month of the Full Worm Moon.
The Full Worm Moon was given its name by the Algonquin tribes from New England to Lake Superior.
At the time of this spring moon, (this is in the Northern Hemisphere) the ground begins to soften and earthworm casts reappear, inviting the return of robins. In some regions, this is also known as the Sap Moon, as it marks the time when maple sap begins to flow and the annual tapping of maple trees begins.
Here in East Africa, full moon in March occurred on the of 16th March. As we left the fishing spot on Sunday evening, my DH drove slowly, stopping at various strategic points so that I could capture this beautiful phenomena.
The full moon over the haul road as we left the mine
The full moon over the town inside the boom gate
Full moon over the Guest House opposite our house
Full moon over our house
Full moon through the fence around our house
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And as the Full Worm Moon is also known as the Spring Moon, yesterday, 20th March was the first day of Spring in the Northern Hemisphere. I with my thin African blood cannot imagine what it's like to endure a long and harsh winter such as you have in parts of North America. So in solidarity with my friend, Lori from the State of Western New York, I have also posted a flower/bloom a day until such time that the snow melts in her area and the warm weather arrives.
During the year we spent in Kenya, living in a remote valley within the Great Rift Valley, I completely changed my garden from exotic to indigenous. (When I looked around, all the gardeners in our lane had followed suit and changed their Mzungus gardens to user-friendly, maintenance free gardening!)
Nevertheless, I deviated in one area, and that was to resurrect the old rose garden under our bedroom window. (I later discovered dhalias coming up in between my African plants at the side entrance to our house, but that's another story!)
So today I'm posting a photo of the rose garden and also a close-up of one of the many blooms which rewarded me and my loyal gardener, Stanley with its beauty.
The resurrected rose garden in front of our house in Kenya
A close-up of one of the many blooms in that rose garden