Well, I'm not on that side of the Atlantic but according to various websites, including http://webexhibits.org/daylightsaving/b.html they change on the same day as we do at the end of summer time.
The calendar doesn't switch for a while yet, I think - but this evening I got out of class to find frost on my bike seat. We've already had a snowfall, weeks ago, and though it's gotten warmer since, there's plenty of snow on the mountains and the freezing level is creeping down. The leaves lost their trees and are withering into gray bits on the ground, as the scent of snow hangs heavy in the air but does not come to cover them despite its promise.
And all over town, children look forward to halloween, as adults eye the warm days with relief and distrust, not sure how to take a halloween that might not require a costume made to fit over a snowsuit, and anxiously do not speak the words "global warming" as if not saying it would hide the glacier's retreat and the open sea in the Bering Strait.
It's coming, sooner or later, it has to come. In Barrow, the sea ice has come in and the polar bears with it. In Fairbanks, snow has lain on the ground a good long while, and hoarfrost and ice fog glitters rainbows everywhere in the steadily shortening daylight... but it's yet to wend its way through the passes and down the mountains to Anchorage.
Daylight Saving Time ends at 2:00 a.m. Sunday. I'll be resetting my clocks before I go to bed. Some folks will just switch them back because they're still up!
How does one save daylight, anyway? 'Cause I looked, and I don't seem to have saved any anywhere.
There's an insidious secret daylight tax, which is 99.9999% of the daylight you've saved. The remaining bit is very small, and like all light, moves too fast to see.
Oh gods, yes. And worse, we change it in spring on a different weekend. Or at least we did this year. And it coincides with a few major sporting events, so I had serious headaches timing material in and out on the website for work.
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And all over town, children look forward to halloween, as adults eye the warm days with relief and distrust, not sure how to take a halloween that might not require a costume made to fit over a snowsuit, and anxiously do not speak the words "global warming" as if not saying it would hide the glacier's retreat and the open sea in the Bering Strait.
It's coming, sooner or later, it has to come. In Barrow, the sea ice has come in and the polar bears with it. In Fairbanks, snow has lain on the ground a good long while, and hoarfrost and ice fog glitters rainbows everywhere in the steadily shortening daylight... but it's yet to wend its way through the passes and down the mountains to Anchorage.
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How does one save daylight, anyway? 'Cause I looked, and I don't seem to have saved any anywhere.
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I didn't know you guys were addled enough to do the time-change thing too.
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