Our Wizard of Oz wall clock.

Did you turn your clocks ahead today??? Spring is just around the corner…..

I almost forgot about it until I noticed the time on my computer…and here I thought I had woken up at 8:30 as usual on a Sunday morning …but NOT…9:30 instead.

Life is all about timing… the unreachable becomes reachable, the unavailable become available, the unattainable… attainable. Have the patience, wait it out It’s all about timing.
 Stacey Charter quotes

So does that mean that we have lost an hour in our life???…or just that we have to move ahead an hour until we once again have to move behind????  I suppose that depending upon what time of year you leave this world and how old you are…you actually might have lost an hour in your life???…right???

If the time change occurred on a weekday…it could have caused some confusion in your life…realizing you woke up an hour late….getting to work late…can throw your whole day off. But being a Sunday…to manypeople… it will not matter…but then there are the church goers who might be late for services…but then…your God would be much more forgiving than your boss would…don’t you think???

And now comes the task of finding every clock, watch in your home…car..office…etc….and change them. It usually takes me a few days before they are all ticking at the same …CORRECT…time.

And so now …our days will begin to feel longer and our nights shorter. I am anxious to see the snow melt and the daffodils begin to peak out to find the sun. 


by William Wordsworth
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
 When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
 Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
 Continuous as the stars that shine
 And twinkle on the milky way,
 They stretched in never-ending line
 Along the margin of a bay:
 Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
 Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
 The waves beside them danced,
 but they Outdid the sparkling waves in glee:
 A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company.
I gazed-and gazed-but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought;
 For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
 Which is the bliss of solitude;
 And then my heart with pleasure fills,
 And dances with the daffodils.