Waking in the dark …

Brooklyn Bridge at Night Brooklyn 1948 Gelatin Silver by Andreas Feininger

I had been getting used to seeing the bits of blue through the bedroom window as I woke up at six o’clock in the morning.  Reminders, along with the balmy-for-winter weather, that Spring would be coming soon enough.

Now with daylight savings time having hit the U.S. this morning, I had the trek in the dark from bedroom to bathroom to a quick glance in my daughter’s room before turning on the light in the living room.

I liken this early March hiccup to something akin to the Little Ice Age, not exactly a return to the somnambulance of winter, but not exactly spring either — knowing of course that I will feel differently at five o’clock in the afternoon when the glorious sunshine of what is forecasted to be a truly balmy winter’s day:  68 degrees, will throw out beams of warm decidedly Spring light onto me as I walk out into a truly magnificent brightness.

Happy (early) Spring!