New Moon.
Dark of the moon. In Leo. I was trying to assuage the bookstore owner’s feelings, worried that business was a little slow. Especially for a “vesting astrologist.”
See, the Sun’s in Virgo, which means, as long as the Moon’s in Leo, the sign that comes before Virgo, it’s the last phase of the littlest moon slimming down to the point where the moon is dark.
Then, in a few days, along comes a new moon, and the whole cycle starts all over. But in the meantime, there’s a little bit of a fog, not really fog, but an air, and not really an air, but a something.
“Think it has anything to do with the date?”
Well, that’s not helping, either. I’m sure, in a military town like San Antonio, the date had something to do with increased awareness.
It’s a long ride, for me, up and down the freeway. I’d like to start doing this on the train, as it looks like I’ll be coming back to the Alamo City soon enough.
Must admit, I’m looking forward to it. Austin is a laid-back town. San Antonio is a laid-back town. Different, but refreshingly familiar.
