I know many of you out there love fall. However, I remain a lover of summer.
As I watered my mums and probably the last of the summer blooms, the big reason summer brings me so much joy hit me.
It’s consistent. Fall is a time of transition.
Ask any teacher. Transition times are tough.
I’m not denying the beauty of change. The joy of watching the butterfly emerge from its chrysalis. The gorgeous colors gracing the trees as the leaves change. The dappled sunlight across the a leaf covered lawn.
However, with that changes comes confusion. Just ask the bees. One day they’re ready to hibernate, the next the sun is shining bright again.
Today it was windy and 85 degrees. Tomorrow it’s supposed to only reach 60. Need to grab some fall clothing but don’t dare put the summer clothes away (yet).
My flowers are confused as well. The geraniums bloomed again after giving up earlier. Probably for the last time this year.
Winter is also consistent but too cold for me. I prefer the warm sunshine, shorts, and sandals. And easy, relaxed schedules void of holiday bustle.
Of course, I’ve learned to embrace the other seasons (did a whole 31 days series on embracing the fall season). Spring brings happiness with knowing my favorite season is soon to follow. And I try with winter, cozy blankets and hot cocoa. And of course, Christmas.
It’s just that summer soothes my spirit with its longer days and bright sunshine.
Before I end my post, tell me what’s your favorite season?