So the clock fell back an hour during the early hours of this morning. While people are claiming they gained an hour to sleep in I feel a bit deprived of sleep. It’s going to take at least 48 hours for me to adjust.
Daylight saving makes no sense to me and I’m not sure that it ever will. There is no daylight during the winter and I wish the powers that be would take note. This morning we were faced with a cold, wet and windy morning. This surely signals the season where people walk with their heads bowed, small talk ceases and occasional smiles disappear until the summer. Everybody has one goal to get into a warm, well-lit area.
The clocks will leap forward this weekend to signal that Spring has officially arrived. I love Spring because the idea of all things being fresh, new and colourful really excites me. A fresh start seems the only option at this time of the year.
I’m taking the opportunity to take a peep into my closet of life and I’m making the necessary changes. Time to watch all things grow…beautifully!
So today is the official end of the British summer and the now famous clock will backtrack a whole hour. Quite honestly I do not know the exact purpose for this daylight saving because the bottom line in my humble opinion is that the winter is dark and dreary no matter what time the crack of dawn happens to be.
The last week my family have been enjoying the half term break and it has been so relaxed. I enjoyed the total lack of structure and was seriously considering homeschooling my girls just to avoid the sound of my alarm clock. My daughters are already having back to school anxiety attacks and the thought of homework and early mornings is enough to make them fake a cough. So as we prepare for the longest and coldest days of my life I can’t help but long for the summer which failed to arrive.
Here’s to the dark days ahead!