HAPPY, HAPPY DAYS
As DST came in this past weekend, I'm reminded of the euphoria I felt when I was a Midwesterner. No more.
For as a Westerner, we don't change our clocks to conform with the rest of the nation or with the sun and splendid daylight hours. For some reason parts of Indiana don't either. When I've visited there, they should.
What a great idea. To utilize available light. To spend more time outdoors after having been delegated to inside living for so long.
A vivid memory of my youth was playing basketball outside after school until dark. And walking home in the dark for supper. We ate early, too. Man I spent a lot of cold days shooting hoops, though we didn't all it that back then. We'd more likely refer to the old peach basket than hoops. After all we had hoops. But the word hula was in front.
My fingers would get those open sores on them from dribbling on concrete with frozen hands. On the worst days I tried gloves, but the touch wasn't there. I was old school when I was young and still in grade school. No batting gloves either. Even today you won't find me wearing a golf glove. I just have to have the right feel.
But if Daylight Savings, and why is it not simply Saving, Time were up to me, I'd have it all year round, with an additional hour added in the Spring. Not much of a night owl, I'd love to have yet another hour of light. Who cares if it's dark in the morning? And for the young kids at the school bus stop, hey brave it. And you can play more hoops after school and eat supper in the light.
But those of you who spring forward, enjoy the light. It won't be long till the darkness will return and along with that sores on your hands.
As DST came in this past weekend, I'm reminded of the euphoria I felt when I was a Midwesterner. No more.
For as a Westerner, we don't change our clocks to conform with the rest of the nation or with the sun and splendid daylight hours. For some reason parts of Indiana don't either. When I've visited there, they should.
What a great idea. To utilize available light. To spend more time outdoors after having been delegated to inside living for so long.
A vivid memory of my youth was playing basketball outside after school until dark. And walking home in the dark for supper. We ate early, too. Man I spent a lot of cold days shooting hoops, though we didn't all it that back then. We'd more likely refer to the old peach basket than hoops. After all we had hoops. But the word hula was in front.
My fingers would get those open sores on them from dribbling on concrete with frozen hands. On the worst days I tried gloves, but the touch wasn't there. I was old school when I was young and still in grade school. No batting gloves either. Even today you won't find me wearing a golf glove. I just have to have the right feel.
But if Daylight Savings, and why is it not simply Saving, Time were up to me, I'd have it all year round, with an additional hour added in the Spring. Not much of a night owl, I'd love to have yet another hour of light. Who cares if it's dark in the morning? And for the young kids at the school bus stop, hey brave it. And you can play more hoops after school and eat supper in the light.
But those of you who spring forward, enjoy the light. It won't be long till the darkness will return and along with that sores on your hands.
posted by TQ @ 5:40 AM
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