Honestly, I don’t have a favorite season. I truly love each and have always appreciated living in an area of the world with four distinct seasons. For me, by the time each season begins its annual turnover, I am always ready. Yes, that means I am even ready for winter when the time comes. I realize that by typing that many of you are now thinking that I am a bit coocoo.
But oh spring, how grateful I am for you. Isn’t there just something about the renewal of spring that is extra special? It’s such a rejuvenating season, full of new life and new hopes. We have three pear trees in our backyard, two of which I can see from the kitchen window, including this one. Those white blooms sure bring some happy to my heart. I hope they do for you too!
What is your favorite season and why? And how many of you think I’m crazy for liking my winter months for what they are? 😉
I agree that all seasons, even winter, have their joys! But summer is my favorite because I love heat AND humidity. Someone has to!
Thank you, Julie! And you’re right, someone has to love to sweat. My Dad would agree with you there. He is one that somehow doesn’t seem to feel the heat, ever. That is not a gene I received.