Daylight Savings Time is here! That means this morning we “spring ahead,” and reset all of our clocks exactly one hour later, so the daylight will last longer at night.
Except, what if it isn’t quite spring yet? Here in Columbus, it’s a bracing 24 degrees out on this crisp, cold, dry morning, and we’re looking at a high of 43 — if we’re lucky. Temperatures in the 20s and 30s? That’s not what I call spring-like weather, when the air is supposed to feel moist and there is a faint scent of growing plant life on the sultry breeze. Here in the Midwest, unfortunately, it feels like we’re trapped in the icy grip of Old Man Winter, and he just won’t go away gracefully.
There needs to be a Daylight Savings Time saying for this unending winter condition, too. How about: “Don’t mess with the clock when the cold is a shock”? Or: “The time shouldn’t be changed when the weather is deranged”?
Or maybe we need to work with what we’ve already got, and just make a few punctuation changes here and there. Instead of “spring ahead!” we should go with “spring, ahead?” instead, to acknowledge the concerns of those of us who wonder whether blessed, sultry, promising spring will ever get here.