This year I’ve really come to appreciate Spring more than ever. Just have seen so much nature come to life. Birds with their young mostly and some new animals I never even saw before. But ultimately I prefer summer bc I get vacation time and its hot. I just hate that it means that fall/winter is next!

Winter.
I live in a state that is very often too hot.
I love going into the aussie bush in the rain.
It is brutal in the summertime. No enjoyment at all.

Dare I say winter. I was born there. Snuggle up with your family. Give warmth.

But it could be autumn. The radiant colour of the trees. Those sunsets.

With Spring there is hope. Freshness.

Summer then. The warm nights that linger. But slightly barren.

I’m going for autumn, the dash of colour, and the tinge of decay.

Spring. The nature looks and smells the best. Trees, bushes, flowers. Birds are singing. The days are getting longer. It's like there's hope in the air. It's warm but not too hot yet.

Late spring May, June.

Late summer, Early September and Autumn fall. October.

I like the turn of the seasons where the temperatures are mild. Winter is too cold, summer is too hot. The colours are best in Autumn but the trees and gardens are lush green in May.

Fall. It is the moon of the red grass it is a beautiful time of year I was born during that time of year and it is hunting season

We only have two seasons, summer and winter. I choose early summer before hurricane season and unbearable heat.

Winter. Not a lot of people outside and I like the cold.

Late fall. The cool crispy weather, the food, the clothes, the long shadows, the return of my will to survive

Spring cleanout

Late Spring - lots of sunlight before the onset of a too hot summer.

Spring. Long days and loads of promise.

Fall, hoodies, cool evening and bonfires

Autumn. It has beautiful colours and mild temperatures and is also the harvest season.

Salt and pepper.

spring because it has my favourite holiday

Spring. It feels like the world is renewing itself.

Fall and spring


One is beautiful death one is beautiful life

In between seasons because it’s not too hot and not too Cold