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Spring Ahead



Today is the first workday of Daylight Savings Time, 2019.  My whole life I have never considered whether it is “daylight savings” or “daylight saving” time until yesterday. While looking into the history associated with “daylight savings” time I read an article by National Geographic that referred to my grammatical incorrectness of the additional final -s in the word savings.

The article went on to explain the original rationale of saving daylight and that there are not multiple savings occurring.  Mignon Fogarty, the creator of the podcast and book Grammar Girl believes that hyphenating daylight-saving would be the best way to represent what truly is a compound modifier of “time”. But honestly, are we saving daylight or are we simply shifting our clocks, anyway?  Just asking!


Whether it is more correct to say daylight saving or savings, I still want to consider.  I do know for sure it was more difficult this morning to get up in the dark but I can’t wait to have more time after work and dinner to enjoy the daylight.

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