Anticipation and contentment
I'm eager to discuss my love of the seasons–all of them. The first snowfall and a fresh blanket, over all things, juxtaposed with the warmth and welcome of a snug home. The newness and hope of spring, the many firsts of blooms and barefeet in sandals and warm afternoons. The carefree days and later evenings of summer, the might-as-well popsicles and water play in the backyard. The feel of a sweater wrapped close and a warm cup coffee in hand, visiting pumpkin patches and apple orchards.