Happy Shunbun no Hi/Higan no Chu-Nichi/Ostara/Norouz/Spring Equinox/or Whatever you Call it…
But wait! There’s more.
This Spring Equinox, aka 1st Day of Spring also coincides with a Super Moon!
A supermoon is the coincidence of a full moon or a new moon with the closest approach the Moon makes to the Earth on its elliptical orbit, resulting in the largest apparent size of the lunar disk as seen from Earth.
Yes, Happy Supermoon Spring Equinox Day!!
But Wait there is even more.
Not only is the Spring Equinox coinciding with a Supermoon but there is a full solar eclipse.
Yes, Happy Supermoon powered Solar Eclipse Spring Equinox Day!!!!
Enjoy it people these do not come around very often!
Watching the Eclipse, Unfortunately Smart Phones really do not work at taking photos of solar eclipses.
A little old lady popped into the office just as the eclipse was ending, and while she was dealing with a support guy she mentioned “All those people waiting for the eclipse, and it never came!” so we handed her a set of glasses and pointed her at the sun. She was amazed!
a number of experiences or achievements that a person hopes to have or accomplish during their lifetime.
I was watching an episode of Rizzoli & Isles the other day and they were discussing “Bucket Lists” and by the end of the episode both the named characters had created a list of fun things they wanted to do.
This got me thinking, We all consider “Bucket Lists” as something dying people think about (for example the film Bucket List) but why wait until you are ill, feeble or dying to start? Why not have a list early on, and give yourself years to work your way crossing off items.
So I have decided to create a Bucket List for myself, and to start crossing off those things so that I can die happy, Or happy-ish as I know I will never complete my Bucket List as item 1 is “Live Forever”
This is where you come in Constant Reader, I am taking suggestions for my List. So feel free to comment any suggestions, or hit me on Twitter/Facebook/etc with your suggestions. I want a nice long list! And preferably more sensible suggestions than my current list.
- Live forever
- Take over the World
Make Bucket List
There is a website which will go through your old tweets and turn them into poetry (different types of poems) So for a laugh I pointed it at my Twitter stream, and this is the masterpiece it gave me..
by Wayne Owens
Like it was somehow my fault
I try my best to be helpful
That’s a compliment or an Insult.
Course. You can not be too careful.
You say the nicest things.
And claim it reminded me of her
The Instruction Writers feelings.
Gone, or what is left to do either.
Dont think like that… be positive
Are nuts. But not that nuts.
Does not sound very productive.
Safe. I’ve seen your wife drive
Get your own poetweet here
Each year, on 11 November, the country falls silent to commemorate our war dead. This ritual, and the ceremonies and symbols that accompany it, have become part of national life.
Remembrance started long before the guns of the Western Front fell silent with people marking the loss or absence of loved ones away at war. 100 years later, the personal and political resonances of remembrance still stir strong emotions.
WE WILL REMEMBER THEM.
In Flanders Fields
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
John McCrae (1872 – 1918)
Last week I was annoying my mother while visiting my parents, and she threatened me :-
Mother: “Just remember your birthday is coming up!”
Me: “Yup, next Saturday!”
Mother: “Yes, Sunday”
Mother: “No, Sunday, Saturday is the 1st”
Me: “Yes, the 1st, Saturday, my birthday”
Mother: “But your birthday is the 2nd”
Mother: “Are you sure? I’m positive it’s the 2nd”
Me: “It’s the 1st as it has always been”
Mother: “Really?. what does it say on your birth certificate?”
Me: “the 1st!!!”
Mother: “that does not sound right, Why do I think it’s the 2nd??”
The conversation then went into the area of, “When was I actually born” which reminded me of an old post where I explained my theory I should get a 3 day birthday.
Weird post title right? What I am referring to is birthdays, The Queen of England has two birthdays a year, Myself I have Three. So if you will sit down comfortably dear Reader, I’ll explain, mostly because its become a FAQ.
A few years ago a friend offered to do one of those astronomical charts for me, One of the larger complicated ones that show your personality, and long term fortune, etc. So I gave my friend the details I had, Date of Birth, and Location of Birth. Both of which are required for accuracy. I was then informed that if i wished a more accurate chart then they would need my time of birth, because when it comes to stars that take a millennium for the light to reach us, knowing what minute you were born makes all the difference. So I asked my parents for the time of my birth.
I think I’ll jump ahead here to the conversation with my friend later, for pure comedy affect.
F: “So, you got the time of your birth?“
M: “Yes, Nov 1st“
F: “no the TIME? if you don’t know the exact time you can narrow it down to morning, afternoon, evening, night. it will still help with accuracy“
M: “Nov 1st“
F: “No, can they narrow it down a bit?“
M: “They did, they narrowed it down to Nov 1st. Apparently no one made a not of when i was born, and they latter could not work out if it was Oct 31st, Nov 1st, Nov 2nd. so the narrowed it down to the middle one, Nov 1st“
F: “You just can’t do anything normal can you? you even managed to mess up and complicate getting born!“
It turns out that it was a very long and painful labor, and I was a home birth (a uncommon occurrence at the time). Also the Midwife was not that good, and forgot to fill in the forms at the time. She also banged my head repeatedly against the bed, but thats a different story. So basically everyone was tired, exhausted, and under belief that the midwife did her job. It was only later when it came time to register my birth they realised they were unsure of the date. My father, Mother & Nian (Grandmother) all believed different days.
They settled on the middle day of the range, since it was central and my mothers vote (well she did have the pain so its only fair). Since then a few people have stated I’m more suited to a Halloween birth than a All Saints Day birth. The upshot is that since I was born on one of three possible days, I think to play safe I should celebrate my birthday over the full three day period. Its the only way I can be sure I have got the right day.