Ben Snead of Monroe, Connecticut, feels that way, too. Spring is his favorite season. My favorite season has to be spring. Who can deny the new life that it brings. What once seemed dead in the winter, now springs forth with new life and vigor.
Vivid colors sprout before our eyes.
Wonderful yellows, purples, whites, pinks and greens. The regeneration of life all around brings forth a vitality from within. Of course, spring does start off pretty cold. The wait for the warm breezes seems eternal, when the last hurrah of Old Man Winter won't let go. On second thought, I think my favorite season has to be summer.