Here Comes the Sun by Nannette Croce

Sometimes I think I’m a cold-blooded animal like a snake or a lizard because my energy level increases proportionately to the amount of sunlight I absorb in a day. I live for the long days of late spring and summer.

This year they (as in the “they” who are constantly messing with my comfort zone) screwed me up by starting daylight savings about a month early. The bit of extra light at the end of the day seemed worthless––especially given the chilly weather––compared to the hour of sunshine I lost in the morning. One day the sun was creeping up by about 6:30. The next it was still dark at 7:00 AM.

Happily we have reached the point where man-made time is more in sync with the cosmos and the sun is rising closer to the time I do. Soon it will rise before I do and stay up past 9:00 in the evening. The days will turn warm, and this lizard will shed her rough winter skin for bare legs, gauzy skirts, and sandals.

I am thankful to know that no matter how long and dark the winter days, warmth and sunshine will always return.