tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891819.post6349676079151629520..comments2023-10-18T04:26:36.875-04:00Comments on Roundtop Ruminations: Spring explosionCarolyn Hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03179182853082650546noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891819.post-84424840239391865602009-04-27T12:12:00.000-04:002009-04-27T12:12:00.000-04:00Griz: I know i'm not a sub-tropical person. If m...Griz: I know i'm not a sub-tropical person. If moved anyplace, it would be north, I think. Call me spoiled, but I like living where there are four distinct seasons. If I lived somewhere with only one, I get bored quickly. Plus, how would I keep track of the years passing, if the seasons didn't. Nope, not for me.<br /><br />Carolyn H.Carolyn Hhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03179182853082650546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891819.post-70468913453064200792009-04-27T12:04:00.000-04:002009-04-27T12:04:00.000-04:00Spring has really sprung here, too. And the most v...Spring has really sprung here, too. And the most visual of it in only the last few days.<br /><br />I love seasons—the wonderful, complete change, each so different than the one before. My daughter is likely going to be moving to Florida in the next few months, and she keeps badgering me to move down there with her and her husband. I like the sub-tropics to visit, but I'm not all that thrilled with hot weather (summer is my least favorite of the seasons) and I can't imaging making the round of the year without the comfort and newness every few months of a different season. <br /><br />I agree with you that when you live in the country, where nature is more than just a weedy back-alley lot, you live within the seasons, conscious daily of their change and impact. How anyone could ever exchange all that for a monotone urban existence is one of the real mysteries.Grizz…………https://www.blogger.com/profile/04828454689578685330noreply@blogger.com