Lugnasa Garlic Planting Moon
A disadvantage of living in the exurbs, a big one, is travel time. Today I’m going into the Peninsula Restaurant for a lunch with my docent classmates. Around 40 minutes if travel time is normal. At 6pm I need to be in St. Louis Park, near the intersection of Louisiana and 394. Probably about the same. That’s 160 minutes travel time, pretty damned close to three hours, out of one day.
Of course, these kind of trips are a choice. But since it is these kind of journeys that maintain connections with friends whom I cherish, it’s not much of a choice. Relationships, like politics, demand face time and showing up. No substitute.
That means somethings have to get juggled on days like this.
