With Daylight Savings Time, cycling over Burrard Bridge meant I could stop for a while to admire the sunset. At home, I could rake the leaves, tend the garden, wash the car. Life was livable.
With Standard Time, what did I have to look forward to?
- Glowing, brutal street lights.
- Collapsing to my hands and knees to recover the dropped keys that had vanished among the leaves.
- Overlooking chores, though not because of laziness.
- Shopping for batteries.
Lately, the trend has been to give us more Daylight Savings and less Standard Time. When I was a kid it was exactly six months of each. This year, we started Daylight Savings on March 8th and ended on November 7th - that's almost 8 months! One day, I think (with the help of PR) Daylight Savings will become the new Standard. Just you watch!
