The year has reached the point where I experience a few days of discombobulation. The ever-shortening days are now poking into the rhythm of my day. The forest is nearly dead dark just a few minutes after 8 p.m. here. At 8:30 p.m. the sky is filled with stars, and I find myself yawning the way I do at 10 p.m. in the summer. I’m not about to go to bed at 8:30, but it will take a few days before I can convince my body that I shouldn’t.
In the mornings now, I am literally up before the chickens, who sleep on their perches as I walk Dog and Baby Dog. Today it was hard to drag myself out of bed, and it wasn’t even cold. It was, however, very dark.
I always get past this sense that I should go to sleep with the sunset and stay in bed until daylight, but it takes a while. I’m not quite there yet.
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Same here...no matter how late I go to bed...I wake up no later than 6, but often earlier!
interesting. I tend to find myself more engerize with fall coming. I want to settled down and work on stuff. Where in the summer i find it hard sometimes.
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Oh I know what you mean. Then they change the time, fall back and all that. Once that happens I go to work in the dark and come home in the dark and don't see my yard again until the weekend. Yes discombobulation is the word.
Wanda: I can't sleep late, but I like the weekends when I don't get up to an alarm.
Cathy: I am more energize during the day in cooler weather, but once the sun sets, I'm ready to burrow.
Squirrel: I start to feel like a vampire in winter during the work week. No sun.
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