Last night I was talking to Gene about what I’m looking forward to in fall.
“Hot apple cider, electric blankets, sweaters,” I said.
“You know that all has to do with just being warm, pretending you’re in warm weather,” Gene responded.
He was right. So I tried to think of some other stuff I was looking forward to.
“Um, the leaves, changing color. Um, pumpkins. Um…”
“You’re just thinking about food now, aren’t you?” He asked.
Yeah, I was. He knows me so well. But I can’t help it! I don’t love the cold weather. And soon after the leaves change color they fall off. And I really dislike the grey and the brown of the next few months.
From that thought process I got to thinking about how my idea of when the seasons are, is slightly different than reality. Here’s how it I see it:
- Fall: part of August, September, October November
- Winter: December, January, February, March
- Spring: part of March. April
- Summer: May, June, July, part of August
It seems a bit odd now that I actually write it down but that is how my mind sees things. Pretty crappy the long winter I have to deal with, right?
Just Lauren 
I think you should ask Gene what HE thinks about when he thinks of fall. 😉