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Aug. 23rd, 2020 11:45 amLast year, as the Sun entered Virgo I, I don’t think I had very much skill at writing a column. Since then, though, I’ve developed quite a bit in skill (and wordiness). Make of that what you will. However, if you’d like to see these columns continue, I ask that you consider supporting my Patreon account, which helps me support other artists and astrologers and designers.

At quarter to noon on August 22, the Sun enters the first decan of Virgo. High in the sky and climbing toward the Midheaven, the Sun holds the first post in the eleventh house, in a decan that Austin Coppock called The Tree Bearing Fruit. When the sun rises toward the height of the day, it’s a useful emblem to consider the sunlight retained in the apple, or the pear, or the peach — the plant has collected sunlight from the skies above, trace minerals from the earth below, and produced a child, progeny, a potential descendant, from the admixture of the two main components; fire and earth are united in juicy and enriched sweetness — the perfectly pregnant peach, ready to fall (and never far from its mother), to become the new child in turn. The moment of perfect ripeness is almost at hand: what will we do with the precious gift? Eat it whole? Sacrifice it to the soil? share it with another? Gift it to the earth? Patiently nurture it to become a new peach tree? How shall we take the gifts of the earth with gratitude, and make the whole earth new?