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Sunday, March 12, 2017

Picture of the sunrise on the beach in Parksville

Picture of the sunrise on the beach in Parksville, Vancouver Island, BC, Canada

I love daylight saving time. Have I mentioned that before? If I had my way, daylight saving time would be the only type of time we have.

The end of daylight savings in the fall always feels like rushing winter along. We all spin our clocks backwards and an hour of daylight disappears from the end of the day. Suddenly, you come home from work to darkness and spend your recreational hours inside under the yellow glow of artificial lights instead of outside in the sunshine.

For six weeks we all venture toward the darkness. And then solstice comes and slowly, slowly, the light starts to return. The speed feels glacial at first, each extra minute wrung from the sun at the end of the day. As the equinox approaches, the minutes gather more and more rapidly, and suddenly, one day in mid March, we leap into the light.

The weather begins to mellow and the evenings stretch out into leisurely hours of bike rides and barbecues, of games of catch played in the backyard and kites flown at the neighborhood park. This is the day that the flowers bloom, that the leaves grow on the trees, that we begin the sprint toward summer.

In short, I couldn't be happier to welcome the Light.

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