In winter I get up at nightIndeed. If Robert Louis Stevenson can survive an early bedtime, so you can you. It was also an introduction to the important lesson that life may suck, but then you can write a poem about it.
And dress by yellow candlelight.
In summer, quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.
I have to go to bed and see
The birds still hopping on the tree,
Or hear the grown-up people's feet
Still going past me in the street.
And does it not seem hard to you,
When all the sky is clear and blue,
And I should like so much to play,
To have to go to bed by day?
I hope parents in Dublin are armed with this instructive verse, as the days are incredibly long here. Today the sun rose at 4:59 AM and will set at 9:46 PM. The civil twilight, where the horizon is distinct, started at 4:09 and will end tonight at 10:36. We're finding the long days trick us, and it's always much later than we think it is. We're staying up until dark, but the early dawn is
hard to deal with! We're waking up way too early.This is a picture from last night around half ten.
3 comments:
Sharon, I well remember that occassion. I suppose I thought if I read you a poem about it, it would make it easier for you to accept bed while it was still light. I don't believe it worked! Love, Mom
Gee that picture is pretty when you click on it Sharon. You can see the moon, electric lines and some red.
It gets light really early here too. I just pull the cover over my head and go back to sleep. I did that this morning.
I remember we were in Houston when daylight-saving time started. It realy caused a problem for attending the drive-in movies. They couldn't start until almost 9:30 because it was still so light. Thus, a double-header finished after 1 AM. That made getting to church the next morning tough. We still did it though. Sharon and Chris would sleep in the back seat while mosquito repellant smoke wafted over them. Somehow we endured the heat back then. Of course, it cooled down almost to 80 F after the sun went down.
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