It wasn’t too long ago when I was just wishing you farewell. But right as I was getting accustomed to your absence, you returned. I could not be more thrilled, and I’m sure many others feel the same. Seeing you in the sky after 6:00 p.m. has been so nurturing, especially with all the stress that the world has been under these last few weeks. Your return couldn’t be more timely.
The moon did a loving job during its lengthened time in the fall and winter seasons. It provided light, just like you, Sun. It was, of course, different, but the moon was there when you couldn’t be. Today, we rejoice in your warmth. In your orange-lit kisses on our skin. In your extended time during the evening.
Some may feel the discomfort of losing an hour of sleep in the morning and waking up in the darkness. But, Sun, your late dip into the horizon makes it worth it. We didn’t really lose an hour, we have just shifted the times that we bathe in your generous energy.
Some may not understand why we even have to change our clocks anymore. I certainly do not. I wish I lived in a period where the time of the day was solely guided by the sun. Remember when people lived on your time – knowing what time in the day it was just by looking up at you? I hear that’s the way it used to be. Humans didn’t have a say in setting time. It was you who would guide us through our day. When you go down, our work stops. You are the energy, the soul, that feeds us during the day.
Nevertheless, we live in a time where we change clocks and shift our own timetables. Sometimes, we just don’t get to see you when we’d like. Other times, your sunlight is washing over our faces at 6:15 a.m. – an experience that will not return to Berkeley until November. Until then, we must bask in the glow of your long days.
Others and I have missed you so much, Sun. Many of us are filled with joy at the return of your radiant spirit in the evening time. Regardless of the season, we really couldn’t do this whole “life” thing without you. You bring about an intensity and heat that we just would not be able to live without. Welcome back, and I can’t wait until your special day on June 21 – the summer solstice.
A sunshine-loving Daily Clogger