Change is a funny thing. Generally, I like to stick with what I know- I have a favorite dish at each restaurant I visit and rarely stray from it; I prefer familiar social situations; I have certain roads I prefer to drive; I resist changes in my computer operating system or programs that I use. I find comfort in knowing what to expect.
On the other hand, I like to change my clothes and experiment with colors. I like to visit new places, or see old places with a new perspective. At work, I love challenges where I can find new ways to do an old process. I don’t like following the status quo on account of things always being a certain way. Last year, we experienced the ultimate change by moving from Phoenix- a city of millions- to a small town of a few thousand residents. (I’ll write a post next week reflecting on the effects of this year of change.)
As I scanned some recent photos I’d taken, I came across this one from last weekend. For some reason, I was drawn to the snow-capped mountain in the distance with the greenery in the foreground. Curiosity urged me to study the elements of the photo to find out why. The realization came that this photo was the perfect example of my favorite kind of change: seasons.
We are marching toward April at a brisk pace. (“March”- ing… get it? I can’t resist word plays even when I know they will elicit groans 🙂 ) In Arizona, winter is saying its final farewell. Bare trees are sporting leaf buds, plants are flowering, and snow is melting from the highest peaks.
Spring and fall are my favorite seasons because they are all about big changes. After the sweltering heat of summer, I anticipate the brilliant colors of leaves changing in the fall. While I enjoy winter (which is mild here in Arizona) I love to see new life emerging in the spring. Nature is the perfect reminder that change isn’t so bad.
Have a beautiful weekend!
Do you embrace change? Or do you prefer the “known”?
What is your favorite season?