My goodness I have been slacking! I guess it all comes from trying to juggle all sorts of other things at once. Word of advice, tackle all your tasks one at a time. I’m 21 and I’m still learning how to do that. But enough about that; what I want to talk about is my favorite season of the year. Autumn.
Autumn is the best season there is because the hot summer rush to have vacations and fun is slowing down, the days are getting colder and everyone is ready to hunker down and ride out the rest of the year. The cold is something that I enjoy immensely. I love how brisk and sweet it is after the muggy hotness of summer. But it isn’t too cold either; it doesn’t have the harsh biting cold of winter that practically attacks your face when it’s windy. Another thing is the changing leaves. The red, orange, and yellow leaves have always had a romance about them and a beauty that makes my heart leap. It is the time of the last harvest, when in the old days, they would celebrate with a festival where they would eat and dance before the winter came and they hardly saw one another until spring. I love watching the animals prepare for winter up in the mountains. They run about in a last ditch effort to get everything ready before they must hibernate and they can live in a nice warm hole or nest. The winter birds appear, hailing us, wishing us a good day and asking us if we are ready for the cold months. Perhaps it is because I love to get cozy on the couch with a mug of coco in my hand, in the living room next to the fire that I love autumn so much. It is a time of settling down. Spring, the season of new life has passed her baton on to summer, the season of maturity, now passes it to autumn, the season in which the earth has decided that it is done working, and now settles down for a long period of time; until spring awakens it from it’s sleep.
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