I'm always going to love autumn the most. Nature gets all flamboyant and I am always a fan of the amazing colour show. I also appreciate that there is very little humidity in the air and my hair stays good for days on end. But I do like the colourful trees more than the good hair... I think.
Closely behind a sunny autumn week, I like the first week in the spring when it is consistently sunny and warm. Mostly because everyone is just so happy, happy, happy.
Seriously, when it first gets nice out, it's like a giant love fest in the neighbourhood. You say hi to everyone that walks by, make happy weather chatter and end up finally introducing yourself to the new neighbours who moved in almost a year ago. It's a little shameful that spring fever is the kick in the pants I needed to meet some really nice people that have lived two doors down for a year.
Spring fever was also the push I needed to remove the silk (!) sheer sleeves off this amazing vintage dress. Part of me is sad that I couldn't make the sleeves work; like the sleeves defeated me. But sometimes it's ok to raise the white flag to a pair of 80's sleeves, especially when you are left with a perfect sheer dress embroidered with perfect silk polka dots...