The trees here aren’t quite bare. My ornamental plum still has about a quarter of its leaves. The silver maple and the crepe myrtle are bare, my neighbor’s oak is still dropping leaves, but the Japanese maple hasn’t dropped anything.
I started making Wilmington a regular (more or less) thing in the New Year. It was a shock to the system on two fronts: (1) I had spent virtually all of the prior year working from home (the occasional meeting in NYC, NJ, PA, or DE notwithstanding) which meant my commute that year was basically “walk down the hall,” and (2) the short commute and private home office meant I could go from bed to office in minutes if I needed to. So I could -if I wanted/needed to- sleep in, and still start earlier than anyone else on my team.
I never had to be up dark-and-early.
On Wilmington days, the alarms go off before 5, so I can be on the road by 5:30 at the latest (so everything I need gets packed up, set up or set out the night before).
When I started making this trip, the days were short. The “morning” part of five–thirty in the morning was strictly hypothetical. Black sky with stars equals night, by my reckoning. Ninety-odd minutes later when I pulled into the office lot, it would still be dark.
Like, really dark. Can’t see any landmarks dark. Need those footpath lights to keep from falling dark.
But the seasons turn, and pretty soon it would be almost dusky as I reached the office.
And then it was dusky as I crossed into Delaware, grey pre-morning at the office. And today…
Oh lovely day, oh gracious and glorious God…
Today the sky was dusky as I crossed the Susquehanna, and I watched the sun rise as I drove, and the sky was painted and the sun rose red and it was well and truly day by the time I reached the office.
Daylight savings is coming next week to throw the morning out of kilter for a few more weeks. But this morning was simply beautiful. And I’m thankful for it.
Also, thematically, I recently earned my Japan badge on #Fitbit. Land of the rising sun, you know.
No, wait. That’s not snow. Yes, it’s stuff falling out of the sky as I drive, and it really looks like snow. But in fact it’s just an immense amount of crud falling out of the trees. Continue reading “Snow in May?”→