I've been thinking about the changing seasons here in Scotland and how they can affect our moods and emotions. I am wondering if it is the change itself that is disconcerting for me.
Once autumn proper is here I can enjoy it. The same is true of all the seasons, but that in between time - not quite one thing or another - that's when I am restless and unsettled. As spring approaches I can feel desperately impatient, as summer approaches I feel slightly nervous in case it is proves to be a disappointment, at the first hint of autumn I feel a bit melancholy and as winter blows in I feel I have to grit my teeth for a long haul.
But when each season truly arrives my feelings are quite different.
In spring I feel positive, energetic and hopeful, in summer relaxed, in autumn I enjoy home based things and in the very depths of winter I snuggle down and hibernate a bit. Except when it snows - then I feel exhilarated. Love it!
Of course I'm simplifying greatly here. Do you find the changing seasons affect you this way or do you glide through the year unaffected?