I look forward to autumn, each and every year that it's around. This is especially true ever since I've seen my world through the viewfinder.
(Those who have been following me for a while have heard me say that picking up a camera changed the way I view things, and that is very true. I will not stop saying; I cannot. )
This year I have been looking forward to autumn for more than just her beauty: the temperatures were horrible this summer. (It's even worse when your house is not much more than a glorified tin can lacking a proper cooling element.)
But, ever since September started, the temperatures have been wonderful. Enough warm days to remind me that my beloved summer is still (officially) here, and cool nights to require a second blanket. I'd say my favorite seasons are the transitional ones. Summer has my favorite light, and my favorite nights, but fall and spring are temperate throughout, and I appreciate that.