The mornings are getting increasingly darker. That is a truism even though the clocks went back a couple of nights back. It’s really nice to have Dawn’s light with me when I go morning walks, even though this is only temporary. I estimate that within 10-15 days, I will be chasing the Dawn again, and I will have to look for subjects that improve my night photography to prevent them from becoming boring. This is based upon the length of the day light hours decreasing by just under four minutes per day at this time of year, in the northern hemisphere of course.
Why talk about this now? It became a topic of discussion on the #Breakfastclub this morning, specifically, there was a period of time, some years ago; 1968-1971 when the change to British Summer Time was abandoned. It was introduced in 1916, apparently intended to make best use of daylight, and to reduce fuel requirements for working.
For me, the clocks changed two days ago, and I have already adjusted to it. Our cats always have a slightly more difficult time with it, because they get fed an hour later (to which they do object) or earlier (to which they don’t object), but within a very number of days, they are back in the normal routine. They have though been known to get fed by one member of the family at 0600, then fed again by another family member at 0700. They have never been known to complain when this happens.
I was at school between 1968-1971, and have absolutely no recollection of the experiment to do away with BSGT. Why would I be expected to? Like many things, it didn’t register – about the only thing I was interested in outside school were the Apollo missions, which I followed avidly.
You will see my ineptitude in nighttime photography over the next few months. This is something I should pay some attention to. In the meantime, here are some more random pictures.