Seasons

I’ve always loved summers.

Ever since I was a little kid, I’ve loved the sunshine. I was MADE for heat, you know? I would go out all day with friends, have water fights and wish my life away. It was happiness in its purest form.

Then again, I’ve always liked autumn.

Watching the amber fire leave the trees and float down to be extinguished on the cruel Earth, all the while not being fully able to wait until the moment the process was complete as that was when I could jump into the ashes.

Winter is pretty cool (literally).

The snow glistening on the sleeping foliage conjures up images of delicate fairies and sprites, dancing to keep warm in the seemingly ever-present frost. It is a delightful idea, one that inspires more and more artists every second. So many pieces of artwork are conceived under this bewitching spell.

Ah, but spring is something special…

All the new life! Yes, I know how clichéd that is but hear me out. Who can truly say that a new life isn’t a miracle? It is a time for rejoicing all over as parents find another reason to live and babies find LIFE! Isn’t that brilliant?

I like all the seasons. I love life!

Is there anything any more fabulous than life?

I think not.