Living in an isolated area, and with work that changes with the seasons, I sometimes struggle to find friends whose schedule's mesh with mine. I’ve had varied success scheduling meet-ups via facebook, but I wonder if there is a way to advertise my availability in a more lasting and universally accessible way. Like here? My weekly schedule changes every season (sometimes every month), but January through March is pretty consistent, and more relaxed, since the farm is quiet. Mondays and Fridays, I’m usually in Washburn while Oscar is at daycare. Kid-less lunch date? Or playdate with kiddos after I pick him up at 3:30? Wednesdays, Oscar and I try to make it to storytime around 10am at the Bayfield Library, then head down to the Rec Center for Gym Kids at noon. He goes to the farm for nap and I can play for a bit at the hill before I start my bartending shift. Come be my lift buddy? Join the Women’s XC-ski group? Or just visit come visit me at the bar? Thursdays?? (It’s nice to have at least one of those days each week.)
Saturdays (and some Sundays) I’m at the hill noon to 4:30pm. Ski with me before or after my shift? Or let me make you a drink? Tuesdays and Sundays are Jen’s days off, so we might try to get you to come skiing with us. Or we might say we are going to go and then spend the day doing chores and vegging at home. :) I’ve learned no matter where I live or where my people live, we won’t always see each other. Even the city can feel lonely. We are separated not just by physical distance, but by the going-ons of our life. We find connection in moments that can be shared in varied time and place-- emails, a picture posted to Instagram, a recalled memory. And then sometimes there is a window of opportunity to be together again.
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AuthorsMagdalen Dale and Kaite Sweval grew up a layer apart, overlapping and paralleling. Belonging to the shores of Lake Superior and yet not quite belonging. Laughing and dreaming on the bench outside the ferry booth as Mag passed the time and Kaite chose her time. Left to explore as soon as they could. And then as adults returned home, perhaps to their surprise. But glad to have each other... ‘cause we know there is strength in the differences between us and comfort where we overlap. Archives
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