What The World Looks Like To Me in the Summertime

I despise winter.

Not merely because of the annual onset of yeti attacks, but for every other reason as well. Any characteristic, any descriptor you can use on winter, and I hate it. I hate fall, too. Fall is the year receiving the news that it has only a couple of months to live.

Pumpkins, snow, snowmen, Thanksgiving, Christmukkah, football, gluttony, changing leaves, early evenings, I hate them all.

But I do love summertime. I love summer not only because of the warmth, the long hours of daylight, the relaxed pace of life, the fresh produce, and the ability to do a lot more stuff outside. I also likesit because the world just... looks... better.