i find that lately i am craving fall - i know, i know, don't shoot! let me explain.
i LOVE summer, the sunshine, the heat, all that jazz. and as each season winds down i get excited for what the next brings. sometimes due to sheer frustration at the current seasons length (i.e. winter dragging on) and sometimes for what the next season holds (i.e. thanksgiving, christmas, new years, birthdays) and then of course just for a change (i.e. spring with all it's lush freshness).
this obviously happens every few months and i'm glad for it. sometimes i think i'd like to live in hawaii or somewhere similar where it's gorgeous year round, but i actually think i would miss the change. i would get bored. i know they have seasons to an extent but not like we do here. where there's a very obvious change from one to the next. it keeps things feeling fresh and new since it isn't the same everyday.
now this might all sound very blatant to people but it's a realization i've recently had and accepted. despite how much i may complain during the worst parts of winter and the hottest unbearable sweaty days of summer, i truly do love them for different reasons even if the main reason is to appreciate other seasons more!
and as i mentioned i am currently craving fall. and fall to me means classic fall. cozy sweaters, fun scarves. being outside in the crisp air with the colours and scent of leaves. playing bocce in the crunchy grass with warm cider or hot chocolate in hand. sitting around a big dinner of all the thick savory foods you couldn't bear in the summer. commencing more indoor activities as the nights get darker and cooler sooner. laughter and board games, movies, fires and knitting/sewing projects.
and for me fall makes me crave cities too. fall seems the perfect season for concrete jungles. starbucks in hand walking the streets in said cozy sweater feeling the wind blow by and listening to the bustle of the life the city holds. watching holiday decorations and prep go up way to early but secretly loving it because it means another change of season is almost upon us bringing with it family and so much cozy love and memories.
i think that maybe winter should/could be just a tad shorter to let spring stretch her legs a little more, so fall can sneak into summer a little with those warm fall days. i mean winter is fun too but at the end he drags just enough to make everyone miserable to a point. so if we could shorten him up a bit i think it'd be better for all involved.
maybe i am just nostalgic for the extremely recent past.
(but i can't help it.)
