Monday, November 03, 2014

fall back

I never know what time it is in Saskatchewan.

Sure, it's in the same time zone as Alberta for half the year, Manitoba for the other half. But the trouble is I can never remember which half.

I admire that flatland feistiness, though. Nobody tells a stubble-jumper what to do, how to think. Twice a year, they disembark from their tractors, their farm trucks, their Honda Civics to stand in the middle of the Trans Canada Highway facing whatever direction they damned well feel like. Hand to heart, they proudly declare in one voice hell no, we won’t change. 

No back and forthsies for these tillers of the soil. The wheat fields may be buffeted by the winds of change, but not so the minds of their stewards or the clocks they choose to ignore.

Their football fans are assholes, though.

4 comments:

Erik Donald France said...

Haha. Is that football, or 'American football?'

Time will tell -- maybe.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Neither "American football" nor "rest of the world football", Erik. CFL, my friend!

Vol-E said...

Same for Tennessee vs. Arizona time zones. The football comment included. :)

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Some things seem to be universal, Vol-E.