As I'm sitting here, the Mountain goes from a ghost in the pre-dawn to a glowing edifice... from subtle rose to bright orange in front of a clear blue sky, and it is only just past 7 AM. A month back, this sight would have been an hour ago. I never know anymore when the clocks jump back, or forward, and when I wonder that, I also wonder why we still have this Daylight Savings Time. It served a purpose, once, but does it, still? Arizona doesn't recognize DST, yet, the Navajo Nation does. Well, it...
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