Here I sit at Kal Tire, wondering why the heck I forgot to get my summer tires switched for winter tires BEFORE the first snowfall.
The question I really need to be asking myself is why I FORGOT to put this on my “things to do” list in the first place. (Sigh.)
Calendars, schedulers, and daytimers work really well – when you remember to USE them.
After having lived in Northern Ontario since 1980, it is more than a little embarrassing to admit that, unless I write this stuff down, the arrival of winter catches me by surprise EVERY YEAR!
Okay, I’ll be honest. I KNEW winter was coming. I just didn’t want to look for it.
Now I can no longer IGNORE the fact that summer is over, fall is over, and it will be several long months before spring arrives.
I am not particularly fond of winter. As far as I am concerned, it isn’t even first or second runner-up.
SPRING is my favourite season. Spring is the time of year when I can stare into the distance and see nothing but the promise of warm, sunny days ahead.
Besides, the FLOWERS are starting to come back – and who doesn’t love flowers?
Even though I’m allergic to pollen, I still love flowers. The fact that I have to hold my breath around SOME of them doesn’t change anything.
Besides, the itchy eyes and runny nose are vague memories at this time of year. Who remembers any details about ragweed season when there’s snow on the ground?
Right now I can only long for those first glimpses of crocuses and hyacinths and tulips and daffodils poking out of the ground.
They will soon be followed by lily of the valley (my spring favourite) and LILACS (my absolute all-time favourite flower, fragrance, and colour.)
Lilacs instantly transport me back to my childhood.
I grew up with a lilac bush underneath my bedroom window. At night, with the window wide open, I would fall asleep smelling their fragrant blooms.
To this day, no matter what I am doing or how busy I am, catching a whiff of lilac in the air will stop me in my tracks.
Lilacs don’t just stop me – they trigger an overall body shrug of relaxation that instantly pastes a big smile on my face.
Snow doesn’t do that. Well, not for ME.
What is YOUR favourite season? Is it about what you can do in it or what it represents to you?
I’d like to know.