Of course I like more months out of the year than just one, but I read the prompt and laughed.
And on closer inspection, I have to pick both November and May. I don’t have a favorite month, I have two. Deal with it.
November in the DC area is when we’re just starting to REALLY cool down, yet the sun is still brilliant outside.
Oh, wait. I live in Baltimore now. Have since :::checks notes::: December. Time blindness is a bitch.
November in the Baltimore area is when we’re just starting to REALLY cool down, yet the sun is still brilliant outside. 😉
I just cannot leave out May when talking about this area because I love the weather right now, but I love the cherry blossoms in the spring even more.
I wish that the cherry blossoms could be a year round thing, because I am in my happy place when Baltimore gets cold. I learned how to layer my clothing from a Finn. It could be negative five degrees F and I’d be perfectly comfortable as long as I remembered to layer. I also cannot wait for the first snowfall, because it generally snows in the area every year, but there are plenty of years in which there’s just a few sprinkles.
Then, occasionally we get dumped on and the whole city shuts down because even though we’re prepared, it takes time to dig out of 18 inches of snow overnight.
The reason I love the cold is that during these months there is a turning inward, particularly during Advent. It is not a penitential season, but a chance for self reflection. As we approach the solstice and “Jesus’s birth” (it was actually rumored to be in the Spring), it’s a chance to think about changes we need to make in our own lives that line up with that feeling of emergence.
Thinking about excitement for the future is the best way to wander through the dark.
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