Day and Night

I know that seasons change. Things are different at different times of the year. Yet that seems so stark in Hessel.

Yesterday marks my fourth trip to da UP, Michigan's glorious Upper Peninsula, this calendar year. In May, June, July, and even August when I'm up here, it's still bright at 9:05 P.M. Yet now in late September at a similar hour, it's pitch dark. What gives?

I know the answer of course. It's Autumn, it's after Summer, it's late in the year. Intellectually, I get it. Old Sol is lower on the southern horizon. He sets earlier. Hessel gets dark earlier.

I know that. Yet it's weird. I'm not sure I like that.