i don't have a favorite season..I have a favorite feeling. it's the windows down, silent back roads with dirty bare feet feeling

it's when i can walk straight outside without pausing to fish out a jacket. it is curtains dancing around my room because the cool breeze that brushes against the fabric. it is the sunset after desert and grass as my pillow. the sound of lawnmowers, of falling leaves and rain against the window. pockets of shade and walks along a gravel road...I don't have a favorite season..I have a favorite feeling." ~ Author unknown