The most wonderful time of the year
Summer here is generally miserable and has few, if any, redeeming qualities.
Winter is a mixed bag. It's not as damp as Basel (which is a good thing), but it can get colder. And there's typically not much snow, which is a drag (if it's going to be cold, my feeling is it may as well snow since it's much prettier than the typical drabness of winter).
Spring is pretty nice. Sometimes it's too short (i.e., we go straight from winter to summer), but overall it tends to be a beautiful time of year.
But for me, even though it means winter is right around the corner, my favorite season is fall. Maybe I'm so fond of it because I grew up where we basically had no trees, and the seasons were 10 months of sun and maybe 2 months of occasional rain (if that). So feeling the first chill in the air and seeing the leaves turn colors and fall to the ground is still a special treat (having to rake, on the other hand, not so much).
This fall seems to be an especially nice one. For a long time we were wondering if it was going to arrive at all or if the leaves would just turn brown and drop (it's happened in past years), but all of a sudden in the past two weeks we've been treated to a mosaic of beautiful gold and red trees, carpets of fallen leaves on the road, the sudden aroma of smoke from chimneys, etc. In another couple of weeks I'll assuredly be complaining about the cold, but for now all's right with the world.
Winter is a mixed bag. It's not as damp as Basel (which is a good thing), but it can get colder. And there's typically not much snow, which is a drag (if it's going to be cold, my feeling is it may as well snow since it's much prettier than the typical drabness of winter).
Spring is pretty nice. Sometimes it's too short (i.e., we go straight from winter to summer), but overall it tends to be a beautiful time of year.
But for me, even though it means winter is right around the corner, my favorite season is fall. Maybe I'm so fond of it because I grew up where we basically had no trees, and the seasons were 10 months of sun and maybe 2 months of occasional rain (if that). So feeling the first chill in the air and seeing the leaves turn colors and fall to the ground is still a special treat (having to rake, on the other hand, not so much).
This fall seems to be an especially nice one. For a long time we were wondering if it was going to arrive at all or if the leaves would just turn brown and drop (it's happened in past years), but all of a sudden in the past two weeks we've been treated to a mosaic of beautiful gold and red trees, carpets of fallen leaves on the road, the sudden aroma of smoke from chimneys, etc. In another couple of weeks I'll assuredly be complaining about the cold, but for now all's right with the world.
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