Winter comes with warm cozy blankets, hot chocolate (which I always intend to drink, but rarely do). Winter means Christmas! It means college bowl games, and the Super Bowl...which let's face it. I only watch that for the food. Fresh blankets of snow on the ground are beautiful. While I hate ice storms, there is a beauty that comes with them that can be breathtaking.
Winter brings memories of playing robbers in the snow with my sisters, building horrible forts that we could rarely fit into, stomping on "elephant turds" (those brown chunk of snow that clump up under your car and then fall off.), and going sledding with dad. Now, I get to make fun memories with my boys in the snow. Do I love the effort that it takes? No. But, watching Daniel's face light up the last couple of winters makes it all worth it.
Spring always seems to take forever to arrive, but I always welcome it! The snow melts, and the grass starts turning green. Leaves start budding, flowers start pushing up through the dirt, and birds start chirping in the early morning. I love getting to open the windows up after having them shut for month on end. The first time is glorious. It's like I'm letting all the germs of winter that have been cycling through the house out. We can finally go on walks again. The sun feels like it's giving off actual warmth. The first thunderstorm of the season makes me giddy with excitement. Let's not forget that it also brings one of my favorite days. My birthday!
I've always loved spring, but winter always seems to last a bit longer and summer creeps in earlier than it should!
Summer. Oh summer. I loved summer as a kid. It meant freedom. It meant running through the sprinkler, or "swimming" in our wading pool. It meant countless afternoons at the Cherry Hill pool, lunches out with mom, weekly trips to the public library and of course an Iowa summer could not be complete without a trip to Adventureland!
Summer means baseball games, random adventures, walks to get sno-cones, watching fireworks, going on picnics and having fun at parks!
Fall. Ah. The best for last. To me fall is pure happiness. I LOVE walking outside on a crisp cool day. I just take a deep breath and take it all in. Fall means, cool weather, hoodies, football, bonfires, pumpkin patches, Halloween and changing colors. Watching the leaves change colors is amazing. It makes everything look different. It's like a little gift from God. It doesn't last long enough, but maybe He just doesn't want us to take it all for granted. I love taking Daniel...and James now too on leaf walks. We look for the prettiest leaves we can find. And now as more leaves have fallen we enjoy finding big patches of leaves and crunching through them.
Each season brings new things to love, enjoy and look forward to!
I so love the seasons too, Rachel just about the time I start to get bored with a season, here comes the next one. I don't think I would like living where the seasons were always the same.
ReplyDeleteSuch cute photos of your boys! Keep them coming!!!!!