Favorite weather

Okay my luscious Bulls and Bullettes ( and anyone else that wants to hop on board ).. what's your favorite type of weather/season? One, many, doesn't matter.

For me it's thunderstorms. I get that excited zing rippling across my skin when the temperature dips and the breeze picks up. I see a flash of lightening and I'll go racing outside hell bent for leather to stand and watch it roll in. The light show, the deep rumble of thunder as it reverberates clear through me. And out into the rain to let it soak me to the skin. You can feel yourself opening up and drinking it in. Oh yes, that good.

Favorite time of year is autumn. When there is frost in the morning and soft days. The smell of leaves in the air, the pumpkins and all the lovely smells in the house. Baking, canning and preserving. From vinegar and clove tickling your nose while you make bread and butter pickles to the sweet heavy odor of cinnamon and molasses as a gingerbread perks along in the oven. The smell of woodsmoke trickling in from fires being lit to ward off the chill.
That shiver when you grab a sweater knowing snow and cold is just round the corner.

There's mine, what's yours? 🙂

Definitely. You can feel everything waking up. 🙂

Autumn. I just love taking walks outside when its windy and the leaves moving everywhere.

Definitely Spring, and rain. The transition from sunny to the rain when the wind kicks in, and you can hear the swaying trees in the background.

tropical

there's nothing like indoor-outdoor living...AWESOME!

*sigh* I like all the seasons actually. Spring for the life force pumping through every leaf and blossom. Everything in bud and the winters grip has released its icy fingers on the world. Windows open and curtains moving with the soft breezes. That smell of wet earth and new life.
Summer, early summer. Everything green and lush before the heat makes the air feel like syrup. Bugs drowsily humming and the garden in full swing. Swimming like an otter in the lake, watching the dart and glide of the fish as they swim around you and nibble on you to dart away. And back again. Fruit, fresh off the tree. Warm from the sun and sweet as honey.
Winter, yes. That first snow fall is always magic. Go outside and throw your arms wide, open your mouth and catch the flakes on your tongue. The way the morning sun turns everything into refracting sparkles, the ferny patterns of ice swirling up the windows. Ice storm, trees look dipped in glass. The world a frozen tableau. Time to bake bread, have something hot to slowly sip in front of a fire. Thick socks and curled up like a cat with a good book.

Autumn! Definately! Leaves change colors,the cool breeze,the smell of the crisp clean air. You can definately tell when its fall by the smell. LOVE IT!!!!