By: Marcia King-Gamble
A time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born and a time to die; a time to plant and a time to pluck…
That said, I’ve always loved the change of seasons, a strange phenomenon for someone who grew up on a Caribbean Island with only one season- Summer. Funny thing is, when you live where there is eternal Summer, one day turns into another, and before you know it a year goes by, and endless paradise can get boring.
Given my life in the islands, the move to an area where there were actually seasons excited me. Snow was something I welcomed, providing I did not have to drive in it. Cold I could deal with, just add another layer of clothing. Winter brought with it skiing, skating, and the lighting of the tree in Rockefeller Center.
Come Spring, and I was ready for crocuses and daffodils-the kinds of perennials that never grow on a warm Caribbean Island. Spring was a prelude to summer. Summer meant beaches, boat rides and trips to Fire Island and the Hamptons. That is when the Hamptons were affordable and home to burgeoning musicians and playwrights.
Then came Fall with its beautiful colors. If you lived in a
big city, like I did, Fall meant relief from the humidity. It was also the
beginning of the Broadway season, and new Broadway plays. Professional shows are something I sadly miss. No traveling troupe can make up for a Broadway show, of course this is just my opinion.
So, what is my favorite season? Not Summer, that’s for sure, and certainly not Summer in South Florida. I would have to go with Spring. Why Spring? Because Spring holds promise. In Spring, everything comes alive and I am insanely happy. I look forward to what's ahead. To me it's a rebirth. It gives me purpose.
About
Marcia King-Gamble
USA bestselling romance
writer, Marcia King-Gamble originally hails from a sunny Caribbean island where
the sky and ocean are the same mesmerizing shade of blue. This former travel
industry executive has spent most of life in the United States. A National
Bestselling author, Marcia has penned over 34 books and 8 novellas. She has
contributed to Michael Fiore’s DigitalRomanceInc and served as a moderator on
the now defunct eHarmony advice boards. Having witnessed the bad, the ugly, and the
not so good in relationships, she still prefers to write about happily ever
after. Caring for her animal family keeps her grounded and sane.
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5 comments:
Great post, Marcia. I've been to Hawaii, which has endless summer like your home island. It was fun, but I agree that changing seasons are more interesting to live with. Now after reading your post, I want to see New York! :-)
Marcia,
Having lived on Guam for several years I have to agree with you about the boredom of no real seasons.
It was Rainey in certain months. But the leaves didn't change, the temp was pretty constant.
Great post. I love where I live now. Even though it is CA we do have all four seasons. Right now we are having an extremely wet and cool spring.
Hi Lynn,
I lived in Hawaii eons ago. Beautiful place but you are so right. Time flies really fast in these tropical paradises. Give me the change of seasons any time.
Diana, I felt the same way when I lived in Seattle. There were seasons wet or otherwise, and summers in Seattle were unbeatable.
Marcia, I'm humming the music those beginning words were set to...one of my favorite songs and also in my view of the world, a truth. To everything (in life) there is a season. Weather-wise, I do prefer living where there are actual changes in the weather and flora as the months pass. I've visited other places but never lived where there was only one season. I love your pictures. I think I see an alligator in the pool? or is it a crocodile? I thought Florida had the alligators but not crocodiles.
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