Many years ago the walk or horse back ride to town and back was an event. Saturday night was the usual time. A bath could precede the evening. On the corners you stand and chat, maybe sing or watch people passing, head to a concert or dance.
Today I headed to the next town over. Instead of a few kilometers, it’s almost one hundred. I started in the morning and came back by 3:00. This was business and not pleasure. Lunch followed a subcommittee meeting. I also tucked in short visits to my sister and my brother-in-law.
Arriving home, I did some banking, and then headed back to work before finishing the day at home for supper.
Not as romantic as the old days, but functional! And that’s good enough for today!