Changing the Clocks
Fall back into memory.
It’s that time of the year again, when we set our clocks back an hour and get brighter mornings and darker evenings. This practice, while annoying, brings back memories of my dad.
This twice a year hobby was one to be relished. He’d go from clock to clock, watch to watch, as if he had all the time in the world. He’d savor these hours as he set the minutes and marked the seconds.