What is your favourite season, and why?
That’s tricky actually. Because all them have pain in the arse features about them that makes me want to just skip through a couple of months.
Autumn. Its going to have to be Autumn. Spring is too chilly with that crappy, watery sunshine that doesn’t warm anything. Summer (recently) has been wet and cold or hot and sticky and though the days are long enough to enjoy, you don’t really want to if its sheeting down with rain. Winter is just awful. I’m better with cold than I am with heat, but I can’t stand snow. Its just a death trap for all concerned. The roads don’t get gritted well enough, the pavements don’t get gritted at all and its difficult to get anywhere. The days are too short to do anything and everyone is just miserable. Christmas seems to make it worse since you’re either surrounded by kids who are too young to realise how expensive it is, or your own your own, or worse than that, you’re surrounded by people who want to be cuddly and enjoy the Christmas cheer. Never mind that these people should be showing their love and care to you all year around.
But let’s not get off topic.
Autumn is just close enough to Summer that whatever heat you might have had through July and August is just clinging into the start of Autumn. I also love the fact that the ‘back to school’ lark continues deep into Autumn and allows me to buy some really cracking stationary every year! The days are just long enough that you don’t feel robbed about getting out of bed in the morning and there is no sign of snow.
My sister, Mum and Dad all have their birthdays at this time of year too. So do a couple of friends of mine. Its enough to keep me busy on the present buying front but if I plan for it then it doesn’t actually cause me too much grief.
Its also time to start planning for NaNoWriMo. Now I know I’ve only done one of these, but it was incredible. I had such an amazing time in that month that I’m already starting to put together what I want. I think its going to be even better this year when I dip into dark fae with my story telling.
Autumn. Its also a very pretty season; so many different colours in nature before everything goes dead and brown. The oranges, reds, greens and browns all mix up in such a beautiful way that sometimes I wish I was into photography. Dave is… I could probably ask him to do some pretty pictures this year. We’ll see. Its like the last gasp before the world shuts down into cold and colourless blandness until February.
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