Spring is the pretty girl, Summer is the popular cheerleader, and Autumn is the cool hipster with the I'm-so-not-into-being-liked-that-whoops-I'm-loved. But I say boo to them! We're not supposed to pick favorites in life, I know, but you're mine.
Shh, don't tell!
They say you start on December 22 this year, but we both know that you start the same day you always do - December 1. So welcome, Winter!
I welcome you for your:
|Um, yeah...you know we all look like that during the first day of snow. ;)|