I love waking up early to spend winter days interstate carving up the snow
And the evenings snuggled up by a roaring fire, especially if itĺs with someone special.
Lazy spring afternoons dozing in a grassy field with a good book.
Or the evenings on camping trips with an impromptu jam session around the camp fire.
Spending long summer days at the beach playing in the surf.
Than relaxing in the sand to watch the sun go down.
But the best season of all is when the air starts to cool down and the leaves start turning brilliant shades of orange and yellow than falling off making everything looks so magical that it can't be real.
I love rain, wind, lightening. The more wild and random the cooler.
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The desert is fantastic. I have relatives who live out in the desert, in the middle of nowhere, and it was wonderful to be out in the dry heat for awhile. I took a Jeep and went driving, and it was unbelievable how I could see for miles and miles. I could see a storm approaching for half an hour.
Haha, wow that sounds really fun, I want to do that now. I've never been to a desert.
Perhaps it is the ability for me to get away from it. Pink and I went to school in Northern Ireland - it was sunny and temperate and beautiful for the first week we were there, and then the wintery, constant rain began. lol We had that the rest of the semester. We got used to running from the bus station to the school, pulling our shoes off and sticking our feet on the heated pipes in the locker bays before class.
The weirdest thing is, after several weeks in a boiling hot country I start to crave the refreshing sensation of rain and clouds... Grass is always greener, lol.