Autumn and spring are my favorite seasons. I like moderate temperatures. The extremes have never been my favorites. It's too frustrating to move around in cold weather when you're wearing a heavy coat and boots and gloves. And in the summer, who wants to do anything when you're drenched in sweat and feel sticky and hot?
But the extremes do something beneficial for us: they slow us down. If the weather was always just right, most of us would work ourselves to exhaustion. It's the way we are, it seems, to overdo it when things are going smoothly. When it gets hot there is nothing else to do but stop moving and cool off. Is there any better feeling in the world than sitting down in the shade of the front porch on a hot afternoon and feeling the breeze blow across your face? Or that burst of cold air from the air conditioner when the room (or car) feels like an oven? The extreme weather times force us to slow down and take a breather from the hurry hurry we live with.