I don't care what you say, I'm going to miss winter. The hot water bottles and excuses to cuddle. The extra body fat that we gain from chocolate and huddling by the fire, reading a book.

The green fields that will only die to brown, chocolate that will melt and fire that is banned. What does summer really have to offer but sunburn and hibernation for the fair skinned. No more letting your leg hair grow ( don't tell me you don't), no netball, no fires at parties.

Thank god for spring. Now, i don't mind that transition. Subtle, i like that. Springs the season of my birthday so naturally, it's beautiful. I love spring, it when the festivals start picking back up and the weather tends to offer best of both worlds.

And for the record, It's a month and seven days from today, until I'm seventeen!