Marking time
Today is always a date that brings a little drop of sadness.
Already, today is a second shorter than yesterday and so the long slide towards winter begins. The only consolation being that days tend to be a little warmer for a while. And there is the remote possibility of a holiday sometime in the coming months. We shall see.
Today is also Sperm Donor’s Day [or Father’s Day as some like to call it]. I find it a little strange celebrating an unknown but probably drunken date sometime in October forty two years ago this year. Little did I know at the time that that moment of happiness would lead to an annual celebration but there you go. Life is strange.
Well, I'm not exactly a father although I have more step-children and step-grandchildren (and great grand children?) than I can count. Still, I don't think that counts really. Either way, Happy Father's day to you, sir.
As far as that long slide to winter? Don't want to hear it. 😉
I concur with you entirely about that sense of sadness. I knew a lady in Co Laois who disliked the entire month of June because it was the month when the days started to shorten