I don’t suffer from winter’s blues, but it makes everything easier when the snow and sleet are behind us. I don’t think it affects my blogging either, but I have to plan my time better during summer, since I do more stuff outside, therefore leaving less time to blog.
I have always thought about when Summer starts to fade, and the hustling about begins to die down… Autumn to me feels like stepping back into a Norman Rockwell picture.
Kids back to school, Apple pies, pumpkin pies, candles, all the brightness of Summer’s neon, turns to a more old fashioned scene of trees changing their colors, people all bundled up, hay rides.
I don’t know… It’s just the way I always felt about Autumn… Something in the air.
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Not really. But changing into winter sure does affect my mood! 🖕😏
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I don’t suffer from winter’s blues, but it makes everything easier when the snow and sleet are behind us. I don’t think it affects my blogging either, but I have to plan my time better during summer, since I do more stuff outside, therefore leaving less time to blog.
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Winter just bums me out. Dark, cold, everything’s brown or frozen. Ugh. 😜
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Yeah, it’s a bummer, but it makes me want to hide inside more than any actual effect on my mood. I wish I could hibernate, but my boss won’t let me 😛
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Damn them! 🤨
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Changing of the season affects everything with my blog… Four seasons, Four different types of inspiration and imagination.
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I think that’s interesting 🙂 A Beckie for every season!
It changes my pacing, but I am not sure it affects my inspiration in general….
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I didn’t even think of my pacing… Hmm, when I think about it, I guess he seasons changing do affect that. I’m more laid back in the Fall months.
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That’s interesting… Do you know why fall has this effect on you? 🙂
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I have always thought about when Summer starts to fade, and the hustling about begins to die down… Autumn to me feels like stepping back into a Norman Rockwell picture.
Kids back to school, Apple pies, pumpkin pies, candles, all the brightness of Summer’s neon, turns to a more old fashioned scene of trees changing their colors, people all bundled up, hay rides.
I don’t know… It’s just the way I always felt about Autumn… Something in the air.
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We don’t really have seasons in San Francisco, so no.
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Hahaha…. That’s a good point, yeah I hadn’t thought about places in the world that don’t really see the change of seasons 😉
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