I start looking forward to Christmas as soon as Fall arrives. I love the Christmas Season. Starting with reading the Christmas Romances (still have a few in the pile), the Holiday music (there's a Frank Sinatra Christmas CD still in the CD player), and I'm nursing my poinsettia so that it'll stay fresh a little longer (poinsettias are my favorite plants).
But, it happens every year! The week after the holidays, when the decorations come down, the trees find themselves on the curb for trash collection, there are no twinkling lights in the windows or wreaths on the doors, I find myself with a sense of melancholy. All that seems to be left is the cold, snow, and ice (and we got all three here in Philly over the last week).
I find myself wishing Winter would go away, and I'm looking forward to that first flower of Spring.
Anyone else feel the same way?
(Peanuts photo c/o facebook.com/Snoopy; flower photo c/o Jonathan1991 and morgue.File.com)