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what in the h*** happened to August?
serious crayons:
Yes, good attitude, Jeff.
I used to love fall. My birthday is in October, so that was once my favorite month. I used to really like 60-something temperatures. I used to actually prefer fall to spring and summer.
Now I get starting getting depressed in late August. It has something to do with school starting, the annual reminder that my kids are getting older. It has something to do with the idea that in fall we are supposed to get all crisp and efficient and busy, after being lazy and relaxed and hedonistic all summer (my preferred mode). It has something to do with the days getting shorter (remember, they're now about the length they were in early April), and I am a SAD sufferer who unwisely lives in the north. It has something to do with my absolutely hating winter.
And at some subconscious level it probably all adds up to fear of death and aging (not necessarily in that order).
Jeff Wrangler:
Well, thanks, friends. That's how I feel about October.
November? Let's not go there. ... :P
nakymaton:
Jeff, what is this "humidity" of which you speak? ;)
Fall used to be my favorite season, too. (Though growing up northeast of the Northeast, "fall" ended sometime before Halloween, and was followed by "stick season," which was grey, dark, and cheerless.) And fall is incredibly beautiful out here, too, with snow up high and blue skies and aspens turning gold.
But it's also beautiful in a sad kind of way, and for some reason, over time, the sadness has seemed to grow compared to the excitement of that crisp feeling in the air. Maybe it's because fall never seems to last long enough any more. (Or maybe it's because my current job gives me all kinds of freedom during the summer, and then when September begins, every moment of my time is spoken for at least once. Which explains the getting-up-before-sunrise thing.)
It also could be that I don't live in a place with humidity any more. I wouldn't be able to stand an East Coast summer these days... I've gotten accustomed to living without sweat. ;D
serious crayons:
--- Quote from: nakymaton on September 09, 2006, 11:02:18 pm ---But it's also beautiful in a sad kind of way, and for some reason, over time, the sadness has seemed to grow compared to the excitement of that crisp feeling in the air.
--- End quote ---
Exactly.
--- Quote --- I wouldn't be able to stand an East Coast summer these days...
--- End quote ---
What I can't stand is a Northern winter. Seven years in New Orleans reset my internal thermostat. And yet, somehow, I live in the north.
Brown Eyes:
I'm certainly now fan of winter either. I like the transitional seasons - spring/fall- because each feels like a relief (a primarily a relief from extremes of being either too cold or too hot). I love living in a place where we get the full range of the seasons... a long spring, a long fall, etc. And, I can't imagine living in a place where it doesn't snow in the winter (even though snow can be a pain).
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