Having discussed the technicalities of whether my favourite time of year actually occurs in only one particular season, I’m still not sure. Even my own method of dividing up the seasons by what you can buy in Starbucks doesn’t give me a definitive answer.
It’s easier for me to say that I have a favourite period of the year, and that period runs from October (late Pumpkin Spice season) to the end of December (eggnog / gingerbread latte season). I class this as starting in late autumn, when the heat of summer is finally fading and the trees have all but given up on their leaves, at the time when you wear a coat to keep warm rather than warm and dry. It spans into the cold mid-winter.
I like this time of the year because of what there is to look forward to. I’m like simple things – I’m sure some
would do say childish things. But I like carving a pumpkin for Halloween. An item on my bucket list is to dress up for Halloween – something I still haven’t been able to do.
Closely following that is fireworks and bonfires and treacle toffee and sparklers. There’s something comforting and homely about warm coats, scarves and wooly hats in front of a raging fire. Fireworks (and indeed carving turnips) were some of the things I remember doing with my late grandfather, back in the days when we would make our own fire and bake potatoes on it.
Barely a month later there might be more fireworks as the run in to Christmas begins. I LOVE Christmas. I love the excuses of being able to see friends and to buy them gifts. I like the tradition, the markets, the food, the tree and the fact I get to cook breakfast for people. It’s also the time for drawing the curtains, turning the heating up and being comfy on the sofa.
Unfortunately it has the end!
Summer has come and passed.
The innocent can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.
Wake Me Up When September Ends by Green Day.