So, we have passed the autumnal equinox and the days are noticeably getting shorter. A couple days before the equinox, hubby remarked that it was obvious the season was changing because the mid-morning sunlight was coming in his window instead of mine. Another factor coming up soon: the end of "daylight savings" time here in 49 of the 50 states. My brother in Arizona is still spared the hassle of changing his clocks twice a year.
What just brought this difference in reckoning time up this evening is the late chicken feeding. Near the summer solstice we were feeding the chickens after 6 PM, and not eating ourselves until 7 or later. Now with shorter days, I have moved the feeding time back to a couple hours prior to sunset, which I reckon by when the shadow from the tall tree behind the house touches the first front garden box.
We will still need clock-time for appointments and business hours for errands, but I noticed that more and more I am looking at where the shadows around the house are for a gauge of what time it is.
Oh, there is only one time a day when the roosters are on clock-time: when my neighbors leave for work a bit before 6 AM and their headlights wake the boys up.