Okay, I know it’s not quite winter here in the Northern Hemisphere, but I just left winter in Brazil, and over the last couple of days, there’s been a chill in the air where I live in the States. So I’m headed back into that whitest of seasons…going from one winter directly into another. Good thing it’s my favorite season! And I appreciate it even more, after living near the equator in Brazil for a period of eight months before moving further south to São Paulo. Teresina, where we lived, has one season: Blazing Furnace. What? You didn’t know that was a season? They have a rainy season and a dry season—both incredibly hot. It made such an impression that I put the couple from my January 2014 book (Her Hard to Resist Husband) smack dab in that region of Brazil.
Back to winter. Ah…the bliss. I know you think I’m crazy, but I’m a Florida girl (another warm zone) who married an Ohioan. We bought a home in his tiny hometown where we’re currently residing. And I’m a writer, so I can sit with a mug of steaming coffee and enjoy the beauty of the snow without having to actually venture out into it every day.
You know, thinking about it, even if I had to shovel my driveway every day, there are still things I would love about winter:
- The shower of colorful leaves when a good stiff breeze hits and the way those same leaves blanket the ground. It’s as if the trees are preparing their very own beds, getting ready to hibernate.
- Being able to blow-dry my hair straight and an hour later glancing in a mirror to see that it’s still semi-straight (in the summer, I don’t bother fighting the natural curl most of the time—it’s a lost cause). I love it!
- Pumpkin pies, pumpkin pie lattes, pumpkin pie Blizzards, pumpkin pie-scented candles…okay, I’ll admit it, I even eat pumpkin pie mix straight out of the can (you laugh, but since I had to cook pumpkin pie totally from scratch in Brazil—a daunting undertaking—this is the ultimate luxury).
- Sipping hot spiced cider without breaking out into a sweat.
- Taking a steaming shower without breaking into a sweat.
- Running a mile or two without breaking into a sweat (okay, that’s not true, I sweat no matter what, but I was on a roll).
- Burrowing beneath piles of blankets and wanting to stay there the next morning.
- Watching It’s a Wonderful Life tucked on the couch next to my hubby and having him laugh at me every single year when I cry.
- Watching kids play in the snow and the snowmen that dot the landscape afterward.
So many things to love. At least for me. What about you? Are you a frosty kind of person, or do you prefer warm balmy temperatures? I’d love to hear what you love the most about your favorite season!