That the time is registered has been a source of entertainment and thought to several astrologers. Quarry Hill's chart is strongly action oriented. The four Cardinal signs, Aries, Libra, Cancer and Capricorn, are said to be more interested in action than in people (the Mutable signs, Pisces, Virgo, Sagittarius and Gemini) or ideals (Fixed signs-- Leo, Aquarius, Scorpio and Taurus). QH is an Aries, and the symbol for the sun degree is "A puglist entering the ring." It has been known to be the center of controversy during all its 71 years, and has fiercely defended its right to be different. With Leo moon, its emotional center is proud and idealistic, and does not change its beliefs lightly. The needs and rights of Children, a Leo and Fifth house concept, have ever been one of its most deeply held ideals.
There is plenty more to say about Quarry Hill's chart, but probably it is of interest only to astrologers.
Today what seemed more important was that the sun shone, the spring birds were returning, and in the little pond at the foot of the craggy north hill, spring peepers were singing.
Far away, a bird that I had heard only in Florida till a few years ago-- I don't know its name-- is calling in a lorn tone from the mountain to the South. Global warming, which has profoundly injured almost all of the Great Barrier Reef, I read yesterday or the day before, is disrupting all sorts of living things.
Some people say the GBR can recover. I hope so... even if 2/3 of it is bleached out? They seem to think it can, but will humanity allow it?
I would like to reach around the world and pour the life-elixir of the month of Aries, this benediction of sunshine, the singing of frogs, into the Great Barrier Reef that it might recover its strength. One can't believe that the captains of industry don't care about the reef, about the world entire.
If we don't turn things around, the whole earth will be as bleached and empty as the Great Barrier Reef is becoming. Everyone, except Donald Trump and his cohorts, knows this. If I knew what to do to stop it, I would do it.
What can we do to save the beauty of this earth, as simple and as wonderful as the kids of QH walking around with their dogs or playing in the sunshine, the spring peepers singing with joy as they seek partners for mating? The frogs are becoming fewer in number too, they say. But here, today, the frogs are singing... one of the greatest joys of the year in Vermont.
If anyone can figure out what to do for the rest of the Earth, I, for one, am listening.