From:  David Dalton <dalton@nfld.com>
Date:  07 Sep 2024 07:04:56 Hong Kong Time
Newsgroup:  news.alt119.net/scot.general
Subject:  

Re: Sighting of the moon

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On Sep 4, 2024, David Dalton wrote
(in article<0001HW.2C8825E90033E28870000FB1338F@news.eternal-september.org>):

> It is now 27.5 hours after dark moon and the moon is 1.2%
> waxing crescent. However I doubt it will be sighted before
> the evening of September 4. (Follow up if you see it.)
>
> The Silver Bough thumb
>
> Once in 1997 I thumbed at random a book on Scottish folklore
> called The Silver Bough Vol. 1 by F. Marian McNeill. It came
> out to a page with this poem on it:
>
> Ri faicinn domh na gealaich uir,
> Is duth domh mo shuil a thogail.
> Is duth domh ma ghlun a leagail,
> Is duth domh mo cheann a bhogadh,
>
> Toir cliu dhuit fein, a re nan iul,
> Gum faca mi thu a rithist,
> Gum faca mi a ghealach ur,
> Ailleagan iuil na slighe.
>
> Is iomadh neach a chaidh a null
> Eadar uine an da ghealaich,
> Ged tha mise a' mealtainn fuinn,
> A re nan re 's nam beannachd!
>
> which translates as:
>
> When I see the new moon,
> It becomes me to lift mine eye,
> It becomes me to bend my knee,
> It becomes me to bow my head.
>
> Giving thee praise, thou moon of guidance,
> That I have seen thee again,
> That I have seen the new moon,
> The lovely leader of the way.
>
> Many a one has passed beyond
> In the time between the two moons,
> Though I am still enjoying earth,
> Thou moon of moons and of blessings!
>
> I have been told that that moon rune poem is of Christian origin,
> but perhaps it has earlier pagan roots.

It seems my workings could not begin at dark moon but
instead after my first local sighting of the waxing crescent.

I viewed the waxing crescent for the first time this lunar month at
exactly sunset, 7:30 p.m. NDT (2200 UTC/GMT) September 6, 2024,
almost four days after the exact time of new (dark) moon.

-- 
David Dalton dalton@nfld.com https://www.nfld.com/~dalton (home page)
https://www.nfld.com/~dalton/dtales.html Salmon on the Thorns (mystic page)
“Mary walks down to the water’s edge and there she hangs Her
head to find herself faded a shadow of what she once was" (S. McL.)