In the UK, we’re really quite far north. If you live in North America, take out a map and trace a line horizontally from London to your part of the world, you might be surprised just how far north we are.
This means that in the summer we have long days and short nights.
In the winter short days and long nights.
There comes a point when you really want the long nights to become long days. A craving for the sun; a wish to be warm and to see without the aid of electrical lights.
We move the clocks by an hour twice a year to make the daylight hours work, although, I’m not too sure that it does.
This daylight saving just happened, and no matter how many times I live through it, the effect upon life is more profound that I remember it was from previous years. It’s truly like coming out of a thick fog. Suddenly the time of day when I wake up aligns with daylight. Everything is brighter, cheerier and there’s a spring in my (and many other people’s) steps.
I love waking up in the mornings to see the sun, either rising, as it is now, or fully in the sky as it will be in the months to come.
Enjoy it before the Earth conspires to take it all away again for another cycle of the sun.
I should go and live close the equator, but then I’d miss the winter, the autumn, the frost and the snow.