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Seasons change so quickly! Which one do you most look forward to? Which is your least favorite?
Spring and fall, here in my corner of PA, are wonderful. Spring is beautiful because of all the flowering trees and shrubs. Allergies are terrible, however, because there’s so much pollen. Also, it seems to me that spring never lasts very long. After a long, cold, dreary, drizzly, damp winter, I’d enjoy a longer spring before the humdity and heat of summer settle in.
But fall! I do look forward to fall. Long, humidity-free, mosquito-free weeks in September, October, often well into November, when the temperatures are moderate during the day and nippy at night to facilitate sleeping.
And of course, the color is to die for. Anywhere you go in our state, you can find vibrant fall colors. It’s especially pretty up in the Grand Canyon of Pennsylvania, and out across the Endless Mountains. The air is crisp, clear, clean and bracing. The colors are so intense they hardly seem real. The leaves stay on the trees for several weeks unless there’s an unusual wind or very hard rain, and even those things don’t destroy the entire landscape. The air smells sweet. It beckons you to put on your sneakers and stretch your legs, filling up your lungs with all the scents of fall.
I love it. I look forward to it every year. I consider it a gift between the hot, humid summer and the damp, dreary winter. It keeps me stoked until spring comes along to lift my spirits.