The Snow Full Moon of February (also referred to as the Hunger Moon), is one that has long represented a time without to the Native Tribes of the North American Continent. Historically, this is a time when food and fire are scarce, and Mother Nature takes over for a while.
Today’s post is my second collection of Full Moon Howls for Marcus “il Canus Lupus”: a beloved friend, lost far too soon.
Even if you never knew Marcus, even if you’re only some random reader who will never come back to my blog again, please join me in sending a howl up to the full moon in his honor, as he was a truly honorable and deserving man of everyone’s good energies – and I can say with certainty that he would have howled for you (no matter who you are), if the tables were turned…
We Miss You, Marcus:
We’re Still Here, Howling at YOUR Fucking Moon!!!
Aw Aw Awhoooooo!
Aww Aww Awwwhooooooo!