Clocks are to be set forward next week — not for thirty years has daylight saving time begun before the first Sunday of April. For some the hour's shift is a Saturday night nuisance and a languid Sunday, and for a few it is the officious handiwork of Washington bureaucrats conniving to make us sixty minutes late for church.
Me? I prefer light and the impression of warmth to long nights. At the periphery of the Eastern time zone, summer days stretch and blend into the perpetual; sunsets unfold after a gradual evening and an early riser can still catch sunrise, even dawn. Daylight saving brings all that, and it is very welcome.