There is so much that I love about both of them, but right now, while the sun is shining and the daffodils are popping up, spring is winning.
I love that after such a dreary, cold time, everything bursts open with color.
While we are holed up in our homes, so much is going on outside that we barely notice until, suddenly, the world is transformed and beckons us to come outside and play.
Buds are bursting open on the trees.
Flowers are shooting up out of of nowhere and painting the world with wonder.
New life is being born.
My garden gnomes come out of hibernation, and shake the stink of winter off of their long pointed hats.
And the earth is waking up from a long slumber with the promise of a clean, fresh start.
But of course, like everything else in life, there is a yin to the majesty of springs yang.
With all the beautiful newness, there are critters being born that I wish would just never come back after the long winter.
I loathe those bloodsucking, disease carrying, nasty critters.
Ugh, just looking at them makes me wish it was winter all over again, and helps me remember why autumn, indeed, is my favorite season.
Off to Buy Some Off,