Being this close to the 45th parallel,the seasons are rather unique. We basically have two..one from October till March which is winter and the other is April till September and that would be spring.
Sure, some would say that the few weeks in between, say around September to October, when the sky turns dusky and leaves are turning and trembling and cascading might be called fall, to me, it is all too brief to be called anything other then a prelude to winter.
The spring season can rarely be called summer, as the temps may or may not hit the mid 80's for a few weeks.
Every year, it seems the winters get longer and colder...especially this year.
Anyway, once again, this spring, I went out and procured some forsythia branches to force in to bloom early...I need to see and feel the spring, the warmth, the hope of beauty and rebirth...Enjoy
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