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Why I Love Spring

19 February 2014

I guess you could say I have a lot of connections to spring.
I was born in the spring.
According to those fashion pallet thingies I should wear "spring colors". Which, I wear spring colors all year round and it's exciting to know than in a few weeks, people will stop looking at me funny for doing it.
Green is my favorite color, and when it's spring, green drives away the dry, cracked earth and the grey grass to grace it with life.

I like winter too because of the solitary nights and cozy times by the fire. But this has been a long winter with lots of ice and howling winds, and this year, spring seems to beckon me like an old friend who I'm finally admitting I need.

Spring makes me want to do things I wouldn't otherwise, and it makes me forget things I wouldn't otherwise forget. For example, in the springtime time I sometimes forget to eat. I'm so busy enjoying the warm, fresh air doing cartwheels on new grass that at 4 o'clock I realize, whoops I forgot about lunch. In the colder months, eating was a constant hobby. I mean it's so cold outside and that spaghetti with cheesy bread is so...warm. In the springtime, I'm content to sip on homemade lemonade all the live long day and spend the afternoons doing what I please.

To me, the new year doesn't really start until spring. In January, the world is still cold and people are getting over their New Year's hangover and nobody looks well. However in spring, the world is fresh and I think we all feel fresh. The end of the school year is coming, and you're more willing to study harder. Swimsuit season is on the horizon, making us spend more time at the gym or me for me, frolicking around outside. In the south, spring never seems to last long enough. It's more like a brief transition from winter to summer so I like to savor it as long as I can.

Wearing shorts, washing the car outside and going for nightly bike rides are just a few of the reasons I love spring.

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Why I Love Spring

I guess you could say I have a lot of connections to spring.
I was born in the spring.
According to those fashion pallet thingies I should wear "spring colors". Which, I wear spring colors all year round and it's exciting to know than in a few weeks, people will stop looking at me funny for doing it.
Green is my favorite color, and when it's spring, green drives away the dry, cracked earth and the grey grass to grace it with life.

I like winter too because of the solitary nights and cozy times by the fire. But this has been a long winter with lots of ice and howling winds, and this year, spring seems to beckon me like an old friend who I'm finally admitting I need.

Spring makes me want to do things I wouldn't otherwise, and it makes me forget things I wouldn't otherwise forget. For example, in the springtime time I sometimes forget to eat. I'm so busy enjoying the warm, fresh air doing cartwheels on new grass that at 4 o'clock I realize, whoops I forgot about lunch. In the colder months, eating was a constant hobby. I mean it's so cold outside and that spaghetti with cheesy bread is so...warm. In the springtime, I'm content to sip on homemade lemonade all the live long day and spend the afternoons doing what I please.

To me, the new year doesn't really start until spring. In January, the world is still cold and people are getting over their New Year's hangover and nobody looks well. However in spring, the world is fresh and I think we all feel fresh. The end of the school year is coming, and you're more willing to study harder. Swimsuit season is on the horizon, making us spend more time at the gym or me for me, frolicking around outside. In the south, spring never seems to last long enough. It's more like a brief transition from winter to summer so I like to savor it as long as I can.

Wearing shorts, washing the car outside and going for nightly bike rides are just a few of the reasons I love spring.

Are you excited?

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