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Musings of a sometimes salty shepherd on her experiences with some pretty special sheep in Maine
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Falling Back
O'Dark Thirty. What a treat it was waking up to some light this morning. How quickly the day went, though. And, after a beautiful red sky at sunset, it was dark by 5 PM. Really dark. Crazy daylight saving - it throws me every year. Moreso in the fall for some reason, when most people seem to be so excited about the "extra hour"... although the springing ahead in March (is it March?) usually makes me feel a little discombobulated, too.
The sheep were ready for their grain at yesterday's time...and my internal alarm clock is no longer reliable (until it resets itself). I am not so sure that the benefits of this whole messing with time actually outweigh the natural order of things, and while I am intrigued about why it was started and by whom. If the evil looking man in the center had anything to do with it, we should all be a little curious about the motives. Like a wolf in sheep's clothing...
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