The end of now

The last day of April came with blue sky and a few inches of fresh white snow, from last night's percipitation. I took my rando-skis and went to the top of the mountain. In fact, I was cheating a little bit, since I used the ski lifts as far as I could get, and then walked the rest of the way to the top.

Moving up the slope, step by step, with climbing skins under the skis, just me, alone. It's like time is slowing down. It's a moment for reflection over life, the universe and everything. Maybe diffraction is a better word than reflection. Whatever, by Huygen's principle it's not that much of a difference.

It always feels like time is running slow in the mountains. You can enjoy the moment, the present. Now is the transition between the past and the future. Now ends but always reappears. Now is always moving, and always forward.

The past will never come back. The past was good, and not so good. Anyway, it's nothing I can do about it. The future can still be shaped. Or maybe I canæt do that much about the future either. What happens will happen. Universum decides. I take it as it comes.

And then the skiing season has come to an end, for now. Six months from now, the white gold will be back >:)

(My rando-skis. Picture taken in the mountains today.)

Seafood in the dark

This weekend we switched the clocks back, from daylight-saving time to regular time. That's the astronomically correct time, more or less, depending on where you are compared to the meridians that define the timezones. It's getting dark pretty early now. It's dark already when I go home from work.

Anyway, we got one hour extra this weekend. It's like we save one hour in the spring, and get it back in the fall. I spent that extra hour in the best possible way with seafood, oyster and that kind of stuff. To Thou Who Dwellest In The Night, I recommend this great song by Arcturus.

Which timezone are you in? I'm at GMT+1 >:)