[1]This morning, waking up in darkness that is indicative of late October, it was 59 degrees. Here in L.A., that’s brisk. A few weeks ago, my brother, who lives in New England, was telling me about the chores on his list to get ready for winter: raking and bagging the leaves, removing the furniture from the screened-in porch, checking the weather stripping and caulking around windows and doors, while my biggest to-do was finding a long sleeve shirt. This weekend we turn the clocks back. Cloaked in darkness this morning, I was wondering if given a choice, I’d prefer the precious hour of light at the beginning or end of the day. What’s your preference?
Funfunfun! by Maori Sakai [1]