Spring announces its arrival in whispers with an appearance of tulip buds and flocks of starlings.
Setting the clock back an hour for a species daylight saving is just icing on spring’s cake.
As for the time, let me ruminate thus:
At 9 o’clock that’s really 10 o’clock, that is really 9 o’clock, I contemplate the nature of time.
As midnight strikes somewhere on December 31st, a distant time from now, this spring time about to be, the New Year cascades in ever echoing murmurs around the globe.
When and where is it truly 12 o’clock, the middle of the night? We cannot seem to get a fix on the time today, March 12th, when we have set our clocks back. 10 a.m. is an artifice today.