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| A few crocus bloom in our yard |
Temps
have been up and down within a warmer range, but Friday, March 17, the high was
in the low 60s, even though it was 26 when I got up. The world seems brighter –
and happier. Sometimes it even smells like spring. Friday evening, for the
first time this year, we decided not to have a fire in the little stove.
Yes – and looking at the forecast, it appears that the danger of frost is mostly over, but that’s here in the valley. We could probably plant spinach and peas and get away with it. In the upper country, like at the farm, hard frosts are still inevitable.
Speaking of the farm, we thought about going this weekend, but Mike called a neighbor who said the ground is still really wet. We decided not to take a chance on getting stuck. You know, mud season is worse than frozen ground.
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As
for daylight savings time, our adjustment isn’t going particularly well. “Are
you going to take a shower before we eat supper,” I asked Mike the other night.
He answered in the affirmative but didn’t move from the rocking chair. He was
surprised when I told him to get a move on because it was 6:20. The trouble is,
we still go to bed when the clock says 9:30 – even earlier. I don’t like to eat
so soon before bedtime. KW
2 comments:
We adjusted to the time surprisingly well this time around. I thought I'd have to adjust Silas' bed and wake time by 15 minutes a day, but he had an extra tiring day and we were able to go to bed "early" and that was pretty much it.
My family always adjusted best to DST. With the switch to standard time, the little ones just couldn't understand why it was dark so soon. DST allows for more activity at the end of the day which makes us ready for bed. Well, that's one theory anyway.
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