I've written here before about my love of autumn and winter. Living in the tropics, we brace ourselves for summer (as opposed to em-bracing it) or we head south. Summer is heat, humidity and cyclones. And spring is often uncomfortably warm... a warning of what's to come.
This spring (so far -- and I'll probably regret saying this out loud) has been glorious with beautiful cool, sunny days with a light breeze. Perfect weather for being outdoors --which is something of a problem for a writer on a deadline.
But as gardening is my main form of exercise, it's important. Right?
And this spring I've been indulging in my love of dainty, romantic flowers. I've planted them in the ground.
I've even planted them around the fishpond (currently minus fish, but granddaughters are coming and that will be rectified).
What are you doing this spring? Or autumn if you're on the other side of the globe?