March 2019 SOLC–Day 11
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Daylight Savings Time. DST.
Spring Forward.
Yuck!
Am I the only one who wakes disgruntled on this morning to discover an hour lost? Who can afford to lose an hour anyway?
Years ago, I had a good friend whose young son was thoroughly perturbed by that disappearing Daylight Savings Time hour. I mean, he was really upset by it. It defied his 6-year old understanding.
“Where does it go, Mom?” he pleaded again and again for an explanation. “When does it leave?”
After her best efforts, he still couldn’t understand.
“But how does it just disappear?” he wailed.
Finally, he decided to stay awake all night to find the answer to the mystery. He tried valiantly, but despite his best efforts, he fell asleep during his vigil. That means, sadly, we still don’t know!
I could totally empathize with his confusion and frustration then, and even more so now. What middle-aged person doesn’t feel like hours disappear at an alarming rate already? Those hours don’t need any institutional help, thank you very much!
At any rate, as a morning lover, I’m out of sorts when I wake and it’s an hour later than I want it to be. I feel the loss of that hour, and especially so on a Sunday when undone school work looms large. That lost hour comes directly from my time. My time to write. My time to wander. My time to procrastinate.
Early-ish yesterday morning, in the midst of working myself into a full-fledged funk over DST, I happened to glance outside. The sky was ablaze with purples, reds, and blues. Whoa! It was intense! Immediately, I shut down my whining inner monologue. Mother Nature was throwing a consolation party and I was not going to turn down the invitation. I threw on random clothes and layers, grabbed my camera and was at the river in about ten minutes.
It was simply stunning!
I still feel the loss of that vanished hour (and I suspect I will all week long), but I’m not quite so grumpy about it now. Also, rumor has it, that come autumn, we may just find it again.
Nix the comfort zone 
“Mother Nature was throwing a consolation party and I was not going to turn down the invitation”. Love this line. I am missing that hour this morning too!
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It was a great party! 😉
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Ahh. Happy ending. I was planning a rant for my slice yesterday, but gave it up because I didn’t have any sort of surprise or twist. Our day was just drippy. This has a more satisfying close. Thank you.
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Drippy days do happen too, and I’m pretty sure that if anyone could, you could write a wonderful slice about one!
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“My time to procrastinate.” Yes! You just explained why I felt rushed yesterday! Your photo is stunning!!!
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I am so far behind today that it isn’t even funny! Ahhhh!
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Oh my! That photo is quite a consolation for the loss of that hour.
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It really was! I felt so much better after spending about an hour down by the water. Colder, but better!
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Ah DST- a blessing and a curse. I love how you describe that the hour lost is really your writing time lost. Your piece had such a somber mood until the sunset and eagle pictures at the end. It gave it a great contrast and left me with hope!
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Mother Nature came through big time! Thanks for taking the time to comment, Cindy! I can only imagine your whirlwind days these days!
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I agree that this institutional loss of time is terrible. But your slice captured my doldrums and I love that Mother Nature consoles us all. Beautiful pictures!
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Thanks! It was such a beautiful morning that it was just too much effort to stay grumpy.
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I love this line, “Mother Nature was throwing a consolation party and I was not going to turn down the invitation.” We had a gorgeous morning here in Gardiner as well. Love your slice, love your photos.
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Thanks, Paula. Gardiner!! I didn’t realize you lived so close to me. I’m in Bowdoinham!
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That’s awesome. Where do you teach? (I’m in Augusta)
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I teach in Durham.
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“Come autumn we may just find it again.” If we loan it out for several months…can we get interest? Also, I loved that valiant vigil.
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Oh, I love the idea of earning interest! Brilliant!!
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Oh my goodness…that was some consolation party! Gorgeous! And that eagle… I am so envious! Forget about the hour!
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It was gorgeous! I’m super lucky to have two bald eagles living in the neighborhood, so if I make it to the river in the morning, odds are that I’ll see at least one of them. Not often this close though…he was watching the ducks (and then me) quite intently.
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