These seasons really are confused and all over the place aren’t they. Spring is a bit of an early summer with days that are warm and sunny just like summer. They tease us and get us all excited that this year will be the year we actually get a summer. It never is and we spend the most of the summer complaining about it. But if we do get more than two days on the run with nice weather were so unaccustomed to the heat we complain at that too. Summer doesn’t happen, well not like I think it should. I pin my hopes on long sunny days that go on and on and when we finally are dragged into autumn were not that bothered as our skins have a nice healthy glow from a summer of sun and were ready for hibernation.
Autumn to me should be about lingering sunshine that’s not quite ready to be packed away for 6 months. It’s about leaves that are crunching under your feet on leisurely walks. It’s about getting stores in ready for winter. Those lucky ones who have open fires will be stocking up the wood pile. Having instant heat like that you get with electric or web oil is all very well but it just isn’t the same as an open fire. I’m afraid I am in the instant heat camp with all electric heating. I pine for an open fire. I can’t complain about the rest of it as autumn is actually living up to what it should be. Its dry, not that cold, and lots of lovely leaves on the ground to go scrunching in.
So what will winter bring this year? Last year it was snow which caused havoc all across the country. We hardly get snow here as were too close to the coast and all that salt air…if my science lessons serve me right. But even we had snow. This year I am hoping for snow again. But then I am lucky and don’t have to venture outside, just watch it from my window and be in aware the sudden silence it brings.