Long past the time when most countries of the world represented agrarian societies when a need was seen to prolong daylight hours through the long months of the winter season in an effort to make the most of whatever light was available before the advent of electricity, we still stubbornly cling to old habit; adjust our clocks backward and forward when the original 'need' has long gone.

Leaping forward an hour in spring and dialing the clock back an hour in the fall continues irrespective of the actual benefits inherent in the practise, one detested almost universally. But for a few brave provinces like Saskatchewan in Canada, signing off ironically, on the practise entirely, in a geography that continues to be comprised of farming communities in a Prairie environment, those areas of the world largely urban stubbornly go on with 'daylight saving'.

This adjustment in peoples' circadian rhythm, not of nature's devising but of humankind's has not been entirely beneficial to modern-day society. It is a known fact that people function less well for days following that 'adjustment' in their routines. Just as it is known that more accidents occur, as a result, while the benefits accruing to this back-and-forth stab at emulating nature are elusive.

The time differential is uppermost in mind as people go about their daily functions on the day in question; a nagging nuisance. Despite which of course, things take their normal course and we do adjust after a day or so, accustoming ourselves once again as we have done throughout out lives to the earlier or the later  hour as the case may be.

Our puppies know no difference and nor do they care, although their own inner clocks remain fixed to the usual hour when they know their food will be presented, and insist for the first several days afterward that we honour their expectations. Out on their daily amble through the woodland trails, we tramping after them, the difference in the hour is as remote to their knowing as we wish it were in ours.

And yesterday they were as carefree and rambunctious on a lovely, mild, wind-less and partially sunny winter day as it's possible for any creature to be. Gifting us with the sight of two small black sibling dogs taking notice of everything surrounding them in the forest, occasionally challenging one another to suddenly frantic races back and forth on the trails, entertaining us no end and making light of any concerns that may linger deep in our minds.