So, last night was
'that' night.
You know, 'the' night
when you get home in the dark for the first time.
Now, granted last night
was because I went swimming, but that means when I get back tonight I
will have just one hour of light to erect some trellis.
And the kids are back
at school too. That means the next time they are off will be
Halloween half-term, and then it's Christmas.
How disappointing is
that? Probably made all the worse by still waiting for the summer
that never came. September really is the last gasp of summer.
But it really is the
nights drawing in which is particularly devastating.
Last night the sun set
around 19:45 and by the time I got home just after 8pm it was too
dark to do anything outside. By the end of September the sun will be
setting an hour earlier meaning I will be getting home in the dark.
Whilst not quite at the maximum rate of change yet, the setting is
currently occurring 2:20 minutes earlier each night. The greatest rate
of change is towards the end of September, where you are losing
around 2:50 minutes per day of evening, and a similar amount in the mornings too.
And an even more scary
thought - as well as that it gets worse still and there will be
occasions when I even leave the office in the dark - is that we won't
be seeing sunsets at this time again until April once the clocks
spring forward again.
It's already somewhat
hazy in a morning - I already have to have my bathroom light on to
shave.
This obviously puts
pressure on my weekends. It means that the top priority has to be
getting the garden ready for the first frosts coming on; pruning back
trees and hedges and abandoning all the various tasks and bits of
weeding that I never quite got round to.
It doesn't, however,
leave me with a life of luxury of a weekday evening as now my
attentions are diverted to DIY tasks and such like.
But that will all be
done in the dark very soon.
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