I'm taking off for a few days on a road trip to visit family in Maine. These days I am very conscious of the resource-intensive nature of travel. But having had a sudden and unexpected death in the family this summer, I am also keenly aware of how important family is, and that there is never any guarantee that I'll see the people I love again. My family is far-flung, with relatives in California, and scattered over the northeastern part of the US from Ohio to DC to Maine. "Love miles" are a reality for me, whether I choose to travel those miles or not. As much as I am theoretically committed to a low-energy, local lifestyle, I have not been able to reconcile those values when it comes to maintaining ties with family. Yes, I am a hypocrite. The clincher with this trip is that my father is driving to Maine whether I go with him or not. And truth be told, I'd worry about him doing the drive by himself. So I'm going along, and I'm looking forward to it. I very rarely have any one-on-one time with my dad, and I'm not about to turn down an opportunity like this one. We have some fun things to do along the way. It should be good.
I will try to be a little more regular in my postings when I get back. Updates are in order for honey bees, the turkey, fig trees in containers, and potatoes in buckets - round two. I plan to a post on the ancho chili powder too, since someone asked. There are still so many projects to try and cram into what's left of the fair weather of this year!
How to be a Tudor by Ruth Goodman
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