Thursday, May 29, 2008

Ah.. seasons....

So I totally get why people say they miss the seasons now.  They are wrong, but I get it.
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See, I was walking the dog today and it's Spring.  The warmth feels fantastic after winter (not just nice, almost orgasmic), the sun shines through the fresh green leaves, where only a few weeks ago there were only empty branches.  It's great.
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It's not "Spring" that people love, it is the leaving of winter.
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I kept waiting for "Spring" or "Fall" and assuming it would be, like, 1/4 of the year (4 seasons, each should last 3 months).  Oh no, "Spring" and "Fall" are the few precious weeks between cold as death and hot as hades.  You guys know what I mean, the few weeks when your testicles aren't playing thermometer ("Get us out of here!!!!") 
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Likewise Fall.  In the Fall people talk about the "crisp" days and windy afternoons.  It isn't all that great, it just feels that way after the sweatbox that is summer where there is humidity.
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So for all the talk about "seasons" I think people really mean that it is great when the weather that they are sick to death of changes.
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Not that there is anything wrong with that.  But those precious days, in and of themselves, are no reason to leave California - which ain't called The Golden State for nothing.