I LOVE having seasons. We lived in San Diego for 5 years, and while I made some terrific friends and it was a good experience, I missed not having four seasons.
And I missed not having good old midwestern falls.
Fall is my absolutely favorite season hands down. The colors are lovely, the smell is wonderful, it’s a cozy time of year or anticipation, heralding in coming holidays which means great food and family. It’s the rest before the delightful madness. And it’s huddling before a fireplace with a good book–one of my favorite things to do!
What is your favorite time of year? Hmm, how much of your opinion do you think is a factor of where you grew up imprinting that feeling/desire/appreciation on you? I'd hazard a guess that it has a lot to do with my desire for four seasons and loving the fall. I grew up in michigan and I'm old enough that we used to burn the leaves at the street. I LOVE that smell of burning leaves. It reminds me of home, my grandma and good things.