Each summer people get themselves into a tizzy, excited over the warm weather, beach going, the new bikini trends, tanning, etc. Well, not me. Don't get me wrong, I do like summer, I just don't spend the entire year waiting for it.
Right now, I am waiting for it to end.
September 1st through the end of March (or February, depending on how long snow graces us with it's presence!) is my favorite time of year.
Let's get you settled into the mood: the air has a slight chill when you wake up, causing you to pull your flannel sheets over your shoulders, stretching to reach your chin. Climbing out of bed a little shiver runs through you, feet searching for the warmth of your slippers. Reaching the closet you realize that the weather will now allow you to liberate the sweaters that have been clustered together in the corner for so long. You oblige the request, stretching your arms through the sleeves, and begin to dig up a pair of fall boots that look like they spent the summer trying form their own sweater with dust, then throwing on a light scarf for good measure. Freshened with the once forgotten clothing and new warmth, you make your way to the coffee shop, who is now selling pumpkin spice coffee! Oh, what a beautiful time of year! On your ride to work or university you see the leaves changing colors, the grand mountains dotted with the beginnings of what will later be the most spectacular color show, and take a deep breath of the crisp fall air..
Now, you may not appreciate this time of year if you don't live in an area like mine. New England has the most beautiful Fall and Winter seasons around, and if you haven't yet experienced it, I suggest quite emphatically that you put it on your to-do list!
On that note, let us suffer another day of heat..
(Photo from visitnh . gov — I will be uploading many of my own come September!)
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