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Andrew York, Candlelight, Clock, Daylight saving time, England, Lucullan feast, Pauline West, postaweek2011, Saturday, Smoke detector, time, United States
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It’s about Time. Daylight Saving Time. Time to reclaim that hour of sleep you lost last spring. Time to change the battery in your smoke alarm. Time to turn your clock back.
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If you’re Pauline West, you’ll be at it for three days. Pauline, who lives in England, has more than 4000 clocks. As they say in the UK, stonkin’ fabulous.
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With Daylight Saving Time sounding its alarm, clock confusion is once again ticking away: When exactly does daylight saving time end? Why do we fall back? Does it really save energy? Is it bad for your health? Get expert answers here ~
http://www.timeanddate.com/time/dst/
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So tonight, before you go to bed, remember to set your clocks back one hour.
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From now until (gasp) spring 2012, the sun sets inconveniently early.
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So turn up the music….
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whip up a Lucullan feast….
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…and set out the candles.
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As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being.
………………………………………………..~ Carl Jung
Toni 11/5/11
How It Happens
The sky said I am watching
to see what you
can make out of nothing
I was looking up and I said
I thought you
were supposed to be doing that
the sky said Many
are clinging to that
I am giving you a chance
I was looking up and I said
I am the only chance I have
then the sky did not answer
and here we are
with our names for the days
the vast days that do not listen to us
— W.S. MERWIN, poet laureate of the United States and author, most recently, of “The Shadow of Sirius,” which won the Pulitzer Prize for poetry in 2009
Really love that Carl Jung quote…going to post it to my Facebook and mypoetrygrid FB fan site….love it
My brother-in-law just posted on my wall at Facebook (as if there were other walls) to tell me that he and my dear sister, Susie, have candles every night. I love to picture the two of them and all that it says about their life. Every night, guys. Sweet. We’ve just returned from the sunny, non-snow-storm-devastated Other Coast, anticipating candles and sterno, but happy days, the trees are off the power lines and power’s creeping back to us. And we’re making electricity on our roof again. With all these downed trees I’m thinking the lower-in-the-sky sun will have a clearer shot at the panels. More K’s. (And just to reply to an earlier reply: the Merwin poem was written in response to the Fall time changes…)
Patty