October 29, 2008
Spittle, ME News, Vol. 1, Issue 35
That’s what I call that stuff that was pelting me tonight, floating merrily around announcing that winter is coming, like it or not. A mixture of sleet, whitish snowy sort of stuff, and mini-mini pin size hail droppings, it’s not even really sure what it is. And it always seems to show up around the same time as that daylight savings time thing, which turns most of us into hibernating mushroom-people, coming and going in the dark, prepared not to see our neighbors for a few months. Or at least not recognize them when we do, for all the down-filled bundling, hats and ear muffs, gloves, scarves, and turtlenecks. You know, maybe next spring I’ll start studying my neighbors’ noses, so I won’t be left completely in the dark this time next year.
Yeah, I plead ignorance: I never realized there was actually a rule for when DST would occur. As far as I could tell, it changed every year and always seemed to surprise me. Although, I was aware that the official begin and end time of the DST season was changed a few years ago.
“Fall Back‿, everyone. Fondly,
Posted by jaselin at October 29, 2008 04:18 PM