Morning Stories: Long days
Cows, darkness and exposure to the world
There are a few cows in the field behind our house and they make me smile every time I see them. Sometimes, like yesterday, they’ll come very close to our fence and stare at as for a while. Have you ever noticed how beautiful cow’s eyes are? When they’re this close you can also see how impressive they are. I wouldn’t want to make them angrym but I love watching them and hearing their heavy breaths when I’m in the garden.
It’s a weird time for me. When everyone is happy about longer days, I begin to miss the night, experiencing it more than only when I get up to go to the toilet at night. I go to bed around ten and it’s still light, I wake up and it’s light again. I wouldn’t mind if it was getting dark around eight o’clock in the evening, all year long. I think it could be a good compromise on what we have now.
Having these couple of hours of darkness before bed helps me settle, my mind can get quiet, when there’s no more thinking that I could still do something, because the light is there. My body settles too, relaxes in the darkness, ready for night’s rest. In the summer, without the darkness present in my life, it feels like I’m in a constant stand-by mode. I really don’t know how people in the north get through the polar days. I won’t be moving there, any time soon.
I’m still in the hiding from the world mood, but today I have to go to work and be between people for four hours (I know!). So this evening it will be all about sofa, books and cut cuddles, to compensate the exposure. Oh, let’s not kid ourselves, that’s how my evening would be anyway, because I really like my small, boring life.