I don't know what it is about the seasons, but they affect me. Do they you? Spring comes and I immediately tell myself it's time to walk every day. I get excited, motivated, and go so far as to actually put on my tennis shoes. Then the excuses come...too hot, too rainy, too many good shows on TV, too much grout in the bathroom, my nails need painting, my dust needs remov---okay, that's carrying it a bit far. Who dust anymore?

All joking aside, I can tell you what time of the year it is by my motivations and actions.

Spring = walking (I actually DO walk...honest injun)
Summer = looking around the house for yard sale stuff to make money for upcoming vacation. I'd sell my dog if I could.
Fall = digging out my friends (also called sweat pants)
Winter = Looking up good soup recipes on the net. I must have a hundred of them.

You? Do you walk in the Spring, sweat in the summer, change over to sweats in the Fall and cook in the winter? What do the seasons say to you?