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Friday, October 12 2012

The sudden arrival of fall weather over much of the country that less than a week ago was experiencing unusually warm weather got me to thinking about the changing seasons. Growing up my favorite season was summer. The reasons seemed obvious at the time. No school! No homework. Staying up late. The luxury of sleeping in. FREEDOM! From the last day of school until the first Tuesday after Labor Day my time was mine to do with as I liked. In June the days seemed to stretch endlessly in front of me, but by August they were roaring past at the speed of a freight train with a schedule to keep. Summer was never long enough.


It wasn’t just being out of doors because I was outdoors year round back then. I played in the snow in the winter and reveled in shuffling through gutters filled with piles of crunchy, colorful leaves in the fall. I was especially fond of the scent of lilacs in the spring and the tantalizing hints of summer in the air. In the fall I marched with the band at high school football games. In the winter I skied. Come spring I raced my dad’s sailboat at the small lake in a neighboring town, and I rode my bike in the dark hours of predawn delivering newpapers in all four seasons.


But then I joined the Peace Corps in my mid-fifties and they sent me to the South Pacific. A vast change for a Yankee from New England, but by the time I returned home, I’d become accustomed to year round summer. The woman I lived with in the South Pacific and I used to sit on her veranda in the warm dark tropical nights, weaving mats, doing homework or just chatting. It was one of my favorite times of day. Being able to go swimming in the ocean any time I pleased was another perk of the job. I loved it. And when I returned home to Maine, I discovered just how depressing the unrelenting cold and dark could get. Summer seemed shorter than ever.


I live in northeast Florida now, and most of my year feels like the lovely, long days of my childhood summers. The feel of the sunlight on my shoulders as I walk the beach, wading through the tumbling surf and the rush of warm summer night wind through my hair in the dark have become a way of life. The days get shorter here, but never as short as they were in Maine in mid-winter and I’ve never been happier living anywhere however beautiful some of the places I’ve lived have been. Some day I’ll probably make a trip to New England in the fall just to revel in the brilliance of the foliage. Last year I spent Christmas with my daughter in the White Mountains and we had a lovely Currier and Ives scene of gently falling snow on Christmas Day. I’ve yet to visit Washington DC during Cherry Blossom time and I know I’ll have to spend time where the lilacs grow in the spring now and then. But summer is still my favorite season of the year.

What’s your favorite season? Click on the comment button below and tell us what you love most about it.  

Posted by: Skye AT 05:07 pm   |  Permalink   |  6 Comments  |  Email
Skye, very thought provoking blog. Living in north Florida, I miss the seasons. Like you, as a child, I loved summers for the same reason. I also love the smell of a lawn that's just been mowed and the taste of freshly picked blackberries in July. As an adult, I miss the fall colors of West Virginia, the cold bite in the air on an October evening or at Thanksgiving and snow at Christmas. Otherwise, I could probably do without snow, the brutal cold, the snow drifts and icy roads. Spring is another favorite, when everything is starting to bloom. I always loved the smell of honeysuckle and jasmine. Two of my favorite fragrances of spring. While I miss the four seasons, I would also miss the Florida weather, if I wasn't here.
Posted by Vickie L. King on 10/12/2012 - 07:11 PM
Fragrances are so memory provoking, aren't they? Some, that I associate with seasons are the smell of spring rain, lilac's blooming, the almost eerie smell in the air when a summer thunderstorm is on the way, the smell of leaves burning in the fall, a fire in the fireplace in winter, bayberry and fir at Christmas time. And I agree honeysuckle and jasmine are lovely, too.
Posted by Skye on 10/12/2012 - 07:20 PM
Autumn and then WINTER! Love the cool, crisp days of autumn with the promise of colder days ahead. The smell of the falling leaves as well as the sound they make when one tromps through them, coming inside and warming up with a hot drink and comfy sweater, curling up with a great book in front of the fire, there are jsut too many things I love about autumn (and winter)!
Posted by Skpy (sister of Skye!) on 10/15/2012 - 02:42 PM
Skpy has a point - there really is nothing so comforting as a mug of hot chocolate or a cozy fire on a chilly day. And tromping through the crackling leaves is the best part of fall.
Posted by Skye on 10/15/2012 - 02:49 PM
Skye, Back living back in Ireland now for too many years I yearn for the fourth season...... summer. Ours are generally a two or three day affair. Oh to be back in the South Pacific where you might not know whether there'd be ketchup in the market... but the sun always shone. Happy Days.
Posted by Trisha on 10/16/2012 - 05:35 PM
Hi Trisha - there's a lot to be nostalgic for. I often find myself wishing I were back there. For all the fussing we did about things we couldn't find or didn't have, it was a good life we lived.
Posted by Skye on 10/16/2012 - 06:02 PM

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