I think it would be worth remeasuring after all these years whether a day still lasts 24 hours and a year 365 days. I’m starting to seriously doubt it. Personally, I suspect we’re living on the lamplighter’s planet from The Little Prince, where the rotation keeps speeding up faster and faster. And I have proof! There’s a memory card that I had placed on my desk barely a few days ago to copy its contents to disk and cull the images. Today, I inserted into the reader and couldn’t believe my eyes. The card contains last year’s spring courtship of grebes! My feet are still cold from sitting in waders in the icy water of the pond. Well then. I’ll finish writing these News and go check whether mice have chewed a hole in those waders over the winter. I’m going to need them again very soon, and I’m fairly sure they’ll still be damp.
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