March is named after Mars, the Roman god of war. This statue shows him in battle gear. The Roman calendar originally began in March, and the months of January and February were added later, after a calendar reform.

Sun in Pisces until the 19th
Dreams, liminality, the place between sleep and waking. The time of reawakening, stirring out of hibernation bringing the dreams of winter to the shore of consciousness. The final sign of the zodiac, the birthing of the dream.

Frogspawn wobbles, woodpeckers drum, wild garlic pushes through, chiffchaffs return & butterflies emerge, dozy bumblebees thud & Blossom tingles at the tips of twigs.

1st St David’s day Wales

3rd Full Worm moon in Virgo / Lunar Eclipse
Crow moon.
Lenten moon,
The Almanac – Plough moon.
Celtic- Moon of winds.
Cherokee – Wind moon.
Medieval- Chaste moon.
Native American- Worm moon. Death moon. Sap moon.

On the waxing march worm moon – weed make space prepare the ground ready for the new moon planting of seeds.

March full moon or Ides of March – Roman festival of Anna Perenna (later set at 15th March)

3/4th Holi Hindu spring festival

5th St Piran’s day Cornwall

6th March Jīng zhé – The waking of insects.

15th Mother’s Day

17th St Patricks Day

18th New Moon in Pisces – time to start planting this years seeds

20th March Vernal Equinox 2.46pm – Ostara neo pagan celebration of spring & Chinese chūnfēn

Eid al-Fitr Islamic celebration of the end of Ramadan

Nowruz – Iranian/Persian new year

20th Sun moves into in Aries- Zodiac new year 

25th Lady day – feast of the annunciation Christian new year from 1155 until 1752, when the Gregorian calendar was introduced. Irish Day of the Caillich

29th Palm Sunday & Start of British Summertime.

Equivalent to 6am
lambing season.
Seed Breaking into light

30th British summer time & clocks go forward one hour

Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous

 to be understood.

How grass can be nourishing in the

mouths of the lambs.

How rivers and stones are forever

in allegiance with gravity

while we ourselves dream of rising.

How two hands touch and the bonds will

never be broken.

How people come, from delight or the

scars of damage,

to the comfort of a poem.

Let me keep my distance, always, from those

who think they have the answers.

Let me keep company always with those who say

“Look!” and laugh in astonishment,

and bow their heads. ~Mary Oliver

Mad March hares and April fools