At the start of November and Daylight Savings Time, here in the East Coast, temperatures have dropped drastically. The leaves have finally fallen, winter coats have been taken out of storage, and most of us are experiencing our first winter gas bill hike.
The winter months arrive too soon, leaving me ponder where the year went. Add extreme changes in weather to my already delicate emotional state, no wonder why some of us are hit with a case of the winter blues!
Moments like this, I contemplate moving to warmer climates—steady mid-70 degree weather sounds pretty good about now. Sand, waves, sunshine…
But ultimately I believe I would miss the seasons—the slight changes in weather that I have become so accustomed to—and the traditions that each carry. Family beach vacations at the shore, hayrides and visits to the pumpkin patch, snowball fights following our first winter storm, and gardening and Easter egg hunts come spring. None of our family rituals would feel as special without a true summer, autumn, winter and spring.
For each season brings gifts. To truly cherish these gifts, one has to change: let go of habit and see the opportunities that lie ahead.
Change can be taking on a new activity, meeting new people, taking a trip. As a young athlete, change for me meant basketball in the fall, swimming in the winter, softball/soccer in the spring, and swimming again in the summer. For growers, it may be preparing the land for warm-season or cool-season crops.
As I’ve learned from Hurrican Sandy, our latest sampling of climate change, Mother Nature follows her own rules. So we must be prepared for her sudden winds in autumn, her slippery ice in winter, her showers in spring, her heat in summer.
So here’s to making the most of each of the seasons. And to trying my hardest not to complain…too much.
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