I think I love spring in London the most because of the excitement that is almost palpable at this time. The middle seasons, as I call them, have always been my favourite. Fall has the anticipation of the first snowfall, and long winter nights in front of a fires with a tea and a snuggle buddy. Spring has the anticipation of warm, long summer days with picnics and sun dresses. Don't get me wrong, I do enjoy a good hot summer and a cold Canadian winter (how's that 3rd biggest storm of the season treating you, Ontario?) but I do get caught up in the crisp air of the changing seasons and I can't help but feel a fresh start is upon me and I can do anything.
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