March marks one year that we've been mostly hunkered down here at the cabin. While it's been difficult not to see friends and family, it's also been an opportunity to connect more deeply with this land and the plants and animals who live here.
The first spring I spent on the mountain, I was amazed by the near weekly blooms of new types flowers. The show always begins with the Shooting Stars (primula hendersonii). Last week, I was looking for them as the end of February rolled around, and I found that none of them bloomed until after the full moon. That was something I had never noticed before, but now I'll remember to see if it happens again next year.
I mentioned on the podcast last week that I would take a picture of a Shooting Star and post it here. It's a little late, but you can't rush mother nature.