On the Change of Seasons

On the Change of Seasons

October 2018  :  Francine Jackson

Note: This article may contain outdated information

This article was published in the October 2018 issue of The Skyscraper and likely contains some information that was pertinent only for that month. It is being provided here for historical reference only.

When thinking about the change of season, we normally think of the next set of constellations arriving in the nighttime sky, but, if any of you wake up early, you might have also noticed another way to determine that an old season is coming to an end.

Every morning for many weeks, I was able to eat breakfast and read the morning paper (when it arrived on time) on my west-facing front porch. With a fairly comfortable outdoor couch and a tiny side table, spending a few minutes saying “Hi” to my neighbors while enjoying a cup of coffee and a bowl of cereal was a great way to start the day.

But, several weeks ago, it became impossible to sit there. With the Sun rising later in the morning, the sky wasn’t bright enough to sit westward, so I had to relocate to my back porch, on the east side of my house. Now, my couch became an outdoor rocker, and my table, a portion of a shelving unit. But, it was still a nice way to begin a day.

Unfortunately, even my back porch isn’t usable anymore. The morning Sun rises so late, that daylight begins, not at breakfast time, but when it’s actually time to pack up the car and leave for the day. I did try a couple times to stay on the porch and turn on the light, but the ambiance just wasn’t there, and the moths were. For the next several months, breakfast will be an indoor activity, until the Sun once again rises early enough to enjoy morning repast with the neighboring dog walkers.