If we talk about weather, then I know now that I am a true hypocrite in that area.
And you know I do not like hypocrites ( just like I do not like insects , earthworms , snails , roaches!) from my old posts ; specially this one. My very own hypocrisy is still an unsolved mystery and quite silly too!
I think I love all seasons when I think about them. The idea is better than reality! I love reading about them – views by idealists , by naturally natural nature-lovers , by poets , by lovers!
I fall in love with rains when I listen to a rain song ;
I fall in love with winter when I read a poem aloud.
But, it’s the reality that checks on me and helps me to fall out of love pretty soon.
And that’s how I get upset if a weekend is cloudy :” God! how depressing it is! When will the Sun come out? ” – I keep asking everyone!
That’s how after two rainy days , I pray for sun; the brightest , biggest , yellowest sun.
I hate wearing layers and layers of coats , sweaters and wait impatiently for summer in winter evenings. .
And I dream about hot soup , colorful sweaters , white snow in summer.
I realize that I cannot stay in love with any season for more than one day. I never had any “most favorite” season. And this self-discovery happened last morning when I found myself on weather websites ,checking next rain warning . I did the same search about “Bright Sunny days” last to last week after two continuous rainy days.
Under the burning Sun, it’s more than 102 F here ,everyday.
**** Do you love summer? What is your most favorite season? What is your most favorite summer destination?