Spent an hour on the patio, gradually pushing my chair back, keeping in the sweet spot—in the shade but not in the puddle produced by the gutter—until my feet and shanks had been exposed to as much sun as I thought wise.
Perhaps because he didn’t know the term photobiomodulation,
Taking my coffee out on the patio, watching the dawn light up the trees. A nice change from sitting at the computer.
Exposing your skin to dawn/dusk sunlight (UV index near zero) for 30 minutes provides at least 24 hours of protection against sunburn.
Working on not missing so many sunrises. 📷
Happily, except for playgrounds, outdoor public spaces are still open where I live.
The outdoors and sunshine are such strong factors in fighting viral infections that a 2009 study of the extraordinary success of outdoor hospitals during the 1918 influenza epidemic suggested that during the next pandemic (I guess this one!) we should encourage “the public to spend as much time outdoors as possible,” as a public-health measure.
In person the sky on the first day of Daylight Saving Time is all pinky-purple, even if this photo makes it look rather orange. 📷
Sunrise on a frosty morning. 📷 #mbfeb
Walking outside yesterday I realized I was not SAD, even though the solstice was just three days away. In fact, I was very nearly gleeful. And the feeling has persisted. It’s like it’s late February and spring is coming!
Jackie and I carried the laundry over to the laundromat at dawn, and I got this picture on the way back.