From the darkest depths of Mordor


It was actually a rather mild day here on the Planet Ann Arbor but it was dark all day and rained on and off. So, here I am, creeping along toward the State / Ellsworth traffic circle on my way home. Yes, I was going 2 mph. Probably slugging along in second gear. (Honda Honda go faster faster.)

I do not know what else to say except that the frickin’ time change wreaks havoc upon all of us in some way, shape or form. Back in the day when the beach urchins were small children, I remember that no matter whether we were gaining or losing an hour, it took something like a week before they adjusted.

I have had my own problems adjusting to winter time this week and I have finally figgered out that it’s not that we gained an hour on Sunday. Like, so what! It’s not even because it gets dark earlier. It’s because we are not accustomed to extending our daily tasks into the dark hours. I actually like when it gets dark earlier but it has made me extra tired at the end of the day this week. I will adjust.

Oh yeah, when I got home, I somehow remembered that there was actually LETTUCE to harvest in a pot behind the back door. It was pretty dark by then but I picked the old dead oak leaves out of the pot and snagged a gallon ziploc bag of lettuce. Thank you Mouse!

3 Responses to “From the darkest depths of Mordor”

  1. Margaret Says:

    I HATE THE TIME CHANGE! I want to be rid of it. I missed my run tonight because it was rainy and dark by the time I got home. I could have gone and would have if there had been any light at all. 🙁

  2. gene Says:

    Changing time is about the most idiotic thing around. There is absolutely no reason to do it. It’s not wartime, and darkness is not a big deal. It’s my opinion and it’s very true.

  3. kayak woman Says:

    Love you Gene!