This is interesting - even many miles inland, the impulse to *run away* suddenly became very strong yesterday. But where? and Why?
I have figured it out, so at least have rational (as opposed to raw reactive) view on it now, but the uneasy Take Flight! feeling is still there.
There is no escaping the Moon though!
My solution here: I moved large piles of logs from several properties and consolidated them at the lake house.
More logs and brush moving today and then will split about a cord's worth of wood.
So not running away (:D), but heavy, repetitive lifting and manning the hydraulic splitter, which is fun but requires careful attention.
And I am going to a Stevie Nicks concert on SuperMoon night - perfect!
I hope all coastal animals and people will stay safe.