You’ve heard me tout my love for autumn, and I’ve found a new passion for visiting national parks in the icy winter. But I also love spring. I guess I just love all seasons… except perhaps summer.. I like to be different, right? Liking summer is too cliche.
I’m just kidding… I like summer, too 🙂
Spring is special, though. Like fall, it’s transient and ephemeral. Change embodied in drier days and budding blooms. After a winter like we’ve had this year, I’m more anxious than usual for the sunshine and warmth.