Winter is the season when I crave period costume dramas with a fiendish intensity.
On alternate years, springtime is when I obsessively idealize the perfect wedding or else try to visit arboretums and public gardens. And maybe plot communal gardens with friends, if we get ambitious (2008).
In the summer I try not to die of heat and constantly want to be canoeing and/or creek-hopping.
Fall: everything apples and squash.
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