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Sunday, November 6, 2011

Fall Back

This is one of my very favorite days of the year.  Having blissfully slept until I woke up--a thing I mostly do only of a Sunday--I find that it is now, as if by magic, early again.  Sometime in the night, Daylight Saving Time ended, and when I roll over drowsily at eight, I can do what I long to do most days: reach out and nudge the hand of the clock back an hour.  The day is instantly brighter, shines with more promise.  What kinds of wonderful things might I do on a Sunday when my feet have hit the floor at seven a.m. after a full night of sleep?  So what shall we do, glorious hour?