Shadows and Snow

To contrast my previous post, all I can think about right now (or whenever really) is how much I like for it to be winter again. I like the winter, more than any of the other 3 seasons.

Summer is too hot and sweaty, it's light outside for far too long as well.
Spring is too green and bouncy and, at least over here, too wet.
Autumn is too...brown. And maybe red and orange...also, too wet.

Winter, I love winter and everything about it. Minimal daylight, it's pitch black when I get up out of bed and it's pitch black when I go to sleep. I walk the streets under the soulless dampened lights from above with the cold harsh wind trying to chill my bones. Sitting in the bus to school, all I can see outside is the dark and the concessional light from passing cars.
But, most of all, I love the weather. It rarely rains, which is special for this country.
And some days, maybe 4 or 5 total when we're lucky, we get snow. The coldness, the darkness, it makes me smile. Wintertime makes me happy to bring out the thick coat hanging in the closet and putting it on, tucking my hands deep in my soft pockets, tilting my head down slightly to catch the warm air coming from my collar and just walking.

Walking, anywhere, anytime, just to be outside and enjoying it all. Always in the shadow but also in the bleak sun overhead.

I can't wait for the thermometer to dip below 5 degrees or even 0. That is my time of the year!