Today is officially the first day of winter in Australia.
Okay, so you know how I feel about that! The best thing about the start of winter is that spring follows (1 September is 92 days away, not that I’m counting 😉 ).
I struggle with winter. I love the sun, and that’s a bit of a coin flip here. Some winters we don’t see the sun, and others we do. Those that don’t are filled with foggy, overcast days. Those that do have brilliant blue, sunny skies.
Funnily enough, the sunny winters are colder than the foggy ones – but I seem to cope better with the cold when it is sunny. Go figure.
The days are also short, especially in the morning. Sounds strange I know, but compared to further north, our morning sunrise is much later than theirs, while our sunset isn’t that much earlier. Weird (I do struggle to get my head around that – why aren’t they a similar timeframe of difference… argh!).
My biggest gripe is the cold. I really don’t do well with cold. I blame the fact I grew up in the subtropics. For someone form the north I have adjusted quite a bit to the cold. Although those from the south don’t think I have.
The Hub and Barbarians think I’m a lizard; I need to charge in the sun to function. Pretty close to the mark really.
I spend the month wrapped up like a cocoon, a fan heater at my feet running non-stop and a pot of tea at my elbow.
There is no question I would answer yes to all of the above!
What is your least favourite season?