Poor Will’s Almanack

March 14 – 20,2021 Now Spring returns with warming breezes, Now wild March skies Retreat before the soft west wind. Catullus

Astronomical Information

The new Robin Mating Chorus Moon reaches apogee, its position farthest from Earth on March 18 at 12:00 a.m. On March 21, it enters its second quarter at 9:40 a.m. Rising before noon and setting after midnight, this moon increases the likelihood of angling success when it passes overhead in the evening, especially as the low pressure systems in front of the March 19 and 24 cold fronts lower the barometer.

After dark, Leo and bright Regulus lie overhead, forecasting daffodils. Arcturus is rising in the east, and when that star is above you at 10:00 p.m., tulips will be blossoming. Behind Arcturus comes the Corona Borealis, the corn planting star group. At morning chore time, the Summer Triangle, outrider of July’s corn tassels, fills the eastern half of the sky, and the Milky Way of harvest follows close behind.

Spring equinox occurs and the Sun enters Aries on March 20 at 5:37 a.m.

Weather Trends

Does Spring really come with equinox? Well, Early Spring came a month ago; you’ve probably seen its footprints: pussy willows opening, a crocus here and there, red maples flowering, sap in the jugs.

And this week, when the sun reaches its halfway point to Middle Summer, there’s more progress. Right after equinox, the chances for highs above 40 degrees suddenly rise to 90 percent (they were between 50 and 60 percent just two weeks ago). By the end of the month, an afternoon in the 30s – common not so long ago – becomes a rarity!

Although chances for highs above 50 remain about the same as those of last week (that is between 35 and 45 percent), March’s third quarter shows a clear decrease in the likelihood for highs in the 20s. With equinox, the chances for that kind of cold fall below five percent for the first time since the middle of December.

Zeitgebers

(Events in Nature that Tell the Time of Year)

In warmer springs, snowdrops, aconites and snow crocus decline as peony stalks reach at least two inches above the mulch

This week is often marked by blossoms of grape hyacinths, and the earliest tulips.

The first ragweed and touch-me-not sprouts emerge. Pollen often forms on the pussy willows, and gold finches turn gold just as the first daffodils bloom.

Mock orange leafs out, pacing the boxwood, lilac, black raspberry, multiflora rose and coralberry foliage. In the greenhouse, tropical mother-of-millions blossom time ends just as day and night grow equal.

Clematis leaves emerge beside new growth of the dodder. Comfrey leaves reach two inches long. In the Southeast, live oak trees shed their leave as new growth appears.

Flickers and purple martins migrate to the Ohio Valley. Turkeys start to gobble in preparation for mating time, and the pre-dawn morning robin chorus moves well up into the northern states.

Mind and Body

The S.A.D. Index, which measures seasonal stress on a scale from 1 to 100, declines quickly as equinox approaches, dropping over 20 points to a mild 38 on March 21. With night and day now equal, and the moon near apogee and between new and full, and with the likelihood of clouds and wintry weather less threatening than just a week ago, seasonal affective disorder usually lightens in most people.

For full S.A.D. statistics, consult Poor Will’s Almanack for 2021.

In the Field and Garden

This is ordinarily the latest date for seeding tobacco along the Ohio River. In the warmest years, the first head lettuce and sweet corn are planted in the Midwest for early harvest.

Weak lunar position augurs well for livestock maintenance activities. Transporting sheep, goats, chickens and calves should be less stressful at this time unless they are sitting with you in the front seat of the family car.

Your ewes and does should start gaining weight when their offspring are taken away to be weaned.

Be sure the baby chicks don’t get chilled in the March winds. Keep up winter precautions until both the season and the birds have matured a bit.

As pasture season spreads north, have baking soda is on hand for bloat in sheep and goats. And consider culling before you put your animals out to pasture.

Clean out the hen house. Check all your poultry for mites. If you have a broody hen, get her away from her nest for several days. Or try replacing her eggs with a bag of frozen vegetables.

Almanack Classics

Eye of the Beholder By Ross Parker, Dayton, Ohio

If you move from place to place, as I did as a child, it becomes necessary, for self-preservation, to make life a game. With every move, sometimes the next house you will call home may not be ready to occupy, and a short-term residence must be found with little or no notice. When I was about five, the most incredible short-term residence was found, almost at the last minute.

My father had taken a position in Connecticut and had found a house in the suburbs, just outside of town. As our belongings were being packed to be shipped by carrier truck, my parents were advised that the prior owners of the house were still in residence; their new house was still not ready and they were refusing the move out.

At the last minute, the real estate agent who sold the house offered my parents his fishing cabin in rural Connecticut to live in until the original homeowners moved out. With much reservation and a lot of trepidation, my parents took the cabin.

To call the cabin “rustic” was an anachronism. The place barely had electricity, movement about the house caused the lights to flicker and fade, and mice could be heard scurrying inside the walls, making my mother and older sister crazy.

The most endearing feature, though, was the outhouse just outside the back door. It seems that the real estate agent really wanted to “rough-it” while taking a break from city life.

My mother put our furniture in storage; she did not want anything chewed by mice, flipped the oil painting of the reclining nude female to face the wall over the fireplace, and unpacked our clothes. Luckily, it was summer and we would not need much for the next month or so. It was fun to go to the store every day to buy that day’s lunch and dinner items, as the tiny refrigerator in the cabin did not hold much food and my mother did not wish to leave food out in the open in order to not encourage the mice to stay. Equally, I enjoyed taking a bath in the wading pool in the kitchen at night, as there was just a small sink in the kitchen with running water and no tub to speak of.

I can state without a doubt that my mother shuddered every time she had to use the outhouse. Within a week, she had cleaned the outhouse thoroughly, bought a new seat for the “throne” and curtains for the window, placed a few small vases with wildflowers around the inside of the outhouse, but the crowning achievement had to be the soft, fuzzy bathmat she placed on the floor. She had managed to turn the basic utilitarian structure into a thing of beauty. Unfortunately, her idea of beauty was not shared by the mice, who were regular tenants on the property. Within a short period of time, the mice had shredded the curtains, knocked over all of the vases, and most disconcertingly, chewed large holes in the soft fluffy mat on the floor. There’s just no counting on the taste of some critics!