Monday, November 5, 2012
Some days are just meant to get through, and yesterday was one of those. The first day of time conversion (Daylight Savings Time ended for the season) always throws the farm upside down. It is difficult to accommodate the change in sun versus clock time. Even my cell phone was confused and I had to fiddle with the battery, etc., to convince it that California had moved back an hour. The load of laundry I hung on the line in the early afternoon (by the clock) is waving to me this morning; it needed that extra hour of daylight to dry and got left out overnight. My "inner child" rebelled at the thought of putting the animals to bed at four-thirty, even though the sun was going down. Going walkies after dark will be added to the routine, as the shorter days leave Bessie with a nighttime urge. You can't housebreak a dog and then tell her no, she can't go out. Ah, well. As I told my friend, it is what it is. By clock or by sun, it's time to get on with it. We made it.