Almost everyone I know says they “can’t wait for summer.” It could be the beginning of October and they’re already saying it. If it’s the middle of summer, they’re already dreading its end when there’s still at least a month and half left of it to enjoy.
Me in the summertime? I’m quite the opposite. Call me crazy, but thick humid air and starting to sweat the moment I step out my front door are not appealing to me.
In the summertime, all I want is autumn — my favorite time of year.
I love the slight chill in the early morning hours, the shades of yellow and orange that speckle the trees, the excitement for Halloween, and layers — meaning hoodies or sweaters or blankets or scarves. Autumn has always been my favorite time of year, and the summer just spikes my anticipation for it.
Autumn may bring the end of long days and the closing of swimming pools, but it also brings an end to unbearable heat and high electric bills from constantly running the air conditioning.
Summertime, I appreciate you for getting Vitamin D, trips to the beach, and afternoons by the pool, but I’ll take autumn over you always.