What is your favorite season of year? Why?
So, picking favourites are we. A favourite season of all things. I’m quite sure many people have one best time of year in them, but not me. Why?
Let me tell you why I cannot choose pacific likeable season of the year.
Here we go, Winter. I love the snow so sparkly white, with a beautiful hue of glitter when the sun shines. It’s just so picturesque. it’s a glory to see. But then near the end it gets so dirty, not a pleasant picture to gander. But homes with their Christmas lights and decorative sights are wonderful to see.
Then spring hits. Yippee. Actually, 😤 ! Not only is the snow melting and the birds chirping, while shoots are popping out of the ground and buds appearing on branches-beautiful sights to see, the wind is damp and so cold. And this Spring is bouncy-rain, snow, warm, cold, back to rain, snow, and so on, right into June-hot, cold, rain, rain, damp cold rain! Stop it- I love planting vegetables and fruits in the spring, watching everything grow.
Then awe summer. No coats or boots, no hats or scarves, but heat! It’s nice to be finally warm and in light clothing. It rains but it’s warm. Summer, the children are home. No more getting up early to ready them and make so many lunches. We get to just walk out the door into the sunshine without boots, splash in the water and make mud-pies.
And then fall. It’s now a welcome for the cooler weather after all the heat pouring down on us. We get to harvest and watch the leaves 🍁 turn beautiful colours on the trees. Then laugh as we crunch down the street upon the fallen leaves 🍂 as we prepare for Halloween, so much fun carving pumpkins.
So as you can tell I can’t have a favourite season and you know why.
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