Here is east coast Canada winters are long and the daylight hours are short. The third week in December is marked by our shortest day of the year with approximately 7.5 hours of sun light. Each day thereafter, the minutes of daylight slowly swells by about 3 minutes until the 3rd week of June is reached, at which time, the daylight is again stripped away little by little until my watch reads 3:30 p.m. and the darkness begins to overtake the light and the forest turns silent except for the lonely screech of an owl or the celebratory eerie howls of the pack of coyotes who’s hunt was successful.
With the short daylight and harsh weather my time management always needs tweaking. I hop around from task to task but if I hop to much, spring is fill with unfinished tasks staring me in the face. The longer days of spring facilitates completing these unfinished task but this workload comes in conflict with my 5 day canoe/fly fishing trips.
The longer daylight hours of spring gets used up completing my work and taking the time for some river trips. Before long, spring turns to summer, and summer turns to fall, and fall turns back to the short days and long cold nights of winter. And on these long cold winter nights my memory eludes me as to the impasse of time. Where did the year go.
The work day is extended with a light built into my hat. What a great invention. This frees up my hands so I can do a few chores with trying to hold a flashlight. I guess if there is a will there is way.