I am not sure if that is the correct name of the soap opera of years ago---it might still be running for all I know, I have never been a soap opera fan. Tooo much time passed between something happening for this lady. The real turning of this earth, that is of interest and it is happening as I write.
I have been noticing how the world turns these past months. I have a solar light in the front of my home, to the north, perched on my fence to keep it away from critters, human and otherwise, and yard/farm machinery. I have several lights on the south east side of the house. I move these around, depending on the season, to catch as much day time hours of sun as they can. Big trees shade much of the back yard during the afternoon hours.
During the growing season I place the back lights in my container garden, or on the edge of flower beds. They glow nicely during the summer, needing light just as do the plants. The single front light stays on the fence, year round, removed only for cleaning.
It is this front light that tells me how the earth is turning during the 365 days of the year. It also tells me the strength of the light from the sun. There is a period during the winter that it gets very little light. Some nights it fails to even flicker. I can keep close watch because it is viewed from my kitchen window, the last place I look before heading to bed. The place where I look while cleaning up from the evening meal when the days are short, or when the days are long.
For me, these lights are a daily reminder of the creation of our world, of how perfect it all is, without the help from 'man.' Man often seems bent on destroying creation, but this remains intact. I can change the back yard lights to suit my fancy, to catch the sun, but the front one is independent of my whims, yet the most constant. I might forget to check on the south side, a cat (or visiting critter) might knock those over, tilt them away from the sun. My solar lights aren't just for appearances, though that is a plus. For me, they are triggers for expressing gratitude for the efforts put forth in the smallest detail for my enjoyment.
