Growing up in California, winter was by far my favorite season. Call it narcissism, I suppose, as I am a child of the winter and enjoy the self celebrations that the season brings. But, I like the shorter days, college basketball season, and cooler temperatures.
Now on the East Coast, fall is my favorite -- it has the same coolness as the California winter, as well as the pretty oranges and yellows and an intimate feeling of a last "hurrah" before civilization goes into hibernation for the winter.
You see, I've come to observe that spring and summer are best for making new friends. People are out and about, throwing barbecues, falling in love. Fall is about Sandy and Danny reminiscing about their "summer loving," and finding out who the winners and the keepers are. What remains after spring and summer's new blossoms fall away?
I think that winter will always be my absolute favorite season, but I like the flavors of fall. Things just seem to ripen.
Indeed, 2010 may finally be starting to taste good.
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