I love seasons.

I <3 Summer.

I love the way the soft colours of the tide pools at the beach feel when you step in them to see if it's too cold or not. I love just lying on my makeshift day-bed with my window open(which is right against my bed) reading a fun, happy book. I sometimes love cramming into a car to go on a summer vacation, only to get out of the car in ten hours.

I <3 Spring.

I love the soft, encouraging pastel colours peeping through their little flower buds, waiting to fully erupt in the summer. I love the new leaves on the trees, just beckoning me to go and check out their leaves's details. I love the refreshing sound of the little babbling creak near my house after it being frozen for three months.

I <3 Winter

I love the way the frost forms, where you can see how the ice crystallizes over the water. I love sitting in front of a warm, crackling fire, then later eating with my family for Christmas dinner. I love the hush that seems to fall throughout the land during the snowstorm, even though it will soon be filled with the laughter of children sledding, or having snowball fights.

I <3 Autumn.

I love the warming feeling of walking into my house to have that spectacular cinnamon smell that fills the air from all the baking going on. I love the feeling of my hands freezing the moment I walk out the door, wishing I had worn mittens, but instead shove my hands into my pocket. I love walking to a farmers market kind of place where they sell pumpkins, and they have fresh apples and awesome things to do.

What's my favourite season?

I don't have one.

I prefer to take each season as it goes. Yes, Spring is refreshing, with all the little buds on the vegetation and the warmer temperatures, but who DOESN'T love that feeling of knowing that you need to wear a sweater outside even though it's only September?

Winter is nice, with the smells of joyous laughter and merriment, but Summer is a nice break from school, and being able to go swimming.

This will lead me into happiness. You see, I've been a lot happier ever since I changed religions last Tuesday, and I've been feeling a lot more... Thankful. I've started a "three things you're happy for a day" journal, and It's really nice.

You see, I bought this EIGHT DOLLAR journal from Barnes and Noble on March fifteenth, but I couldn't think of how to use it! It was too pretty to write in as a diary. But THEN, the May issue of Better Homes and Gardens came(my favourite magazine, even though it's really my mom's subscription, and she liked it longer than I have!) and it said to relax yourself before bed by writing three things you loved about today. I liked that idea, so I started putting my highly over-priced journal to use! I've felt much more thankful for life ever since three days ago.

I took up reading again, and I forgot how awesome it was. AND, my "goodness"(he, sarcasm.) was rewarded today, because I FINALLY found our old lite brite thingy! :D Yeah, it's an old toy, but it's still fun! :)

My point for this post is to say I'm not dead, and to say that I'm really happy. :)

~Miranda