Fooled, and not even April 1st

Courthouse and Jail Rock

Traveling from Alliance to Sidney yesterday afternoon, the sun struck the rock formations and lit them up.  This morning it is foggy in the hills, probably raining.  At my mother's house all the clocks are in a fog and display different times.  Kitchen clock, computer clock, clippy clock and coffee maker clock; none match.  Most often the discrepancy is a few minutes, not greater than an hour.

But when the DQ clock by the interchange this morning is so out of whack, I wonder who didn't reset the clock when the power went out and is the whole world in a fog?  Then I remember.  Spring Ahead, Duh.