That's the title I came up with, anyway. It's the length of day that sets us down around 7:00 pm as if after breakfast, that much light ahead.
Tonight by accident I came upon the old University sign (new one here).
Half storage half junk, this patch scraped into a southeast corner of the campus.
I'd pulled in to have a look. Now that I've seen the area, I plan to bring my writing class over in September. Lay the usual admit inner and outer lives on them. I'll probably use the phrase bring language to attention and speak of translation. Needless to say, though I will anyway, it is the particulars--the fabled details--of the sign and beyond that will make the writing work best.
As I will point out to my students, this discussion could drive the entire semester if everyone buys in.
It occurred to me just now that what is most satisfying when everyone does buy in is the fact that each person sees the benefits for him/herself.
I'm afraid few benefits will accrue to the sign, which I'm guessing is destined for the hammer.