Tag: Daylight savings time

Changing Clocks

How times have changed at my house! When John was alive, I always fiddled with time pieces the night before the clocks changed. It didn’t affect him, but I wanted to remind myself that I was losing an hour and should go to bed earlier. These days many clocks change themselves, tuned to a higher power. When I turned on the alarm, the phone showed me that it would ring in 6 hours and 14 minutes. That felt like a slap in the face. I would definitely face the clocks in the morning.

Kacey had more sense than a clock, and she slept a few minutes beyond the alarm. Nevertheless, we ventured out before the sun came up. Does anyone else wish we didn’t have to shock our systems twice a year?

I was on time for the live-streamed service. In the chat part of the screen, one worshiper said it was not only a time change, but he lives in the next time zone! Sounded like a sacrifice to me.

It’s just as well I hadn’t planned anything to do. I sat down to work three daily puzzles and fell asleep before noon while staring at the second one.

Outside, the air was mid-winter cold, but the sun was spring warm. I sat on the porch with Kacey for a little while and gave her a daily brushing. Cleaning the brush with my fingers, I released fur and enjoyed watching where the wind would take it. The first wad blew away from the house, danced up the yard, and came back to rise over the house and disappear. I hope birds will use it in building a nest.

Sunlight streaming into the living room is inviting me to play the piano. It seems just the thing to do on such an odd day. I’ve read that the majority of Americans would like to abolish daylight savings time. Does anyone know of a single person who wants to keep it? Further, is there any corporation or other entity that is intent on keeping it, and if so, why? Why​​??

Daylight Losings

Without my trusty phone, I would have been lost. Waking too early, I couldn’t remember whether to add or subtract an hour from the bedside clock. We were away when the time changed. I thought that was a good thing, because we changed time zones so frequently that I was never disoriented. There was no comparison to “yesterday this would have been three o’clock.” I simply consulted the phone and went on. We began our trip in Eastern Daylight time and subsequently went through Central Daylight, Mountain Daylight, Arizona never changing time, Mountain Standard, Central Standard, and back to Eastern Standard. There was nothing standard about our clocks at home. Electric ones were off an hour, and wind-ups showed when they died.

The first time I woke, it was pitch dark. When the alarm rang, the first thing I did was look out the door, reaching with my eyes to see the mountain. I might have imagined the ridge line, but I could almost feel it out there, waiting for me.

I had stayed up way too late, and the photo shows the way my sneakers landed. Don’t they look eager to walk? We had two long walks on the three-week trip, and my shoes and I were eager to get back in the rut.

Shoes say "Let's go!"
Shoes say “Let’s go!”