Oooh, do you feel it? That chill in the air. The one that causes you to bump the thermostat up another degree. We woke up to drizzle, and a cool thirty-five degree morning. As a kid, I hated days like this, but as an adult I look forward to them — well, as long as I’m not outside working in it. I’m not a fan of winter in general. Fall and spring are actually my favorite seasons. But those drizzly, shadowy, days are welcome once in a while. In fact, I’ll take a week of drizzle and rain just about any time. Usually we need the moisture in almost any form.
If I had to choose between summer and winter, I’d prefer summer. I just never really enjoyed the cold, and summer feels more relaxed. Summer makes me think of the mountains or the coast. Well, come to think of it, winter makes me think of the mountains or the coast, too. Anyway, when we had kids at home, it seemed there was less tension during the summer. The kids were happier because there was no school or homework. We were happier because there was no school or homework. Although we had summer activities, they weren’t as intense or stressful and we weren’t in such a rush to get there.
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