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My Favorite Season

I have often been asked just which season of the year I like the best. And I honestly cannot answer that one is better than all others.
In winter, after a fresh snow, somehow the world looks so clean and with a downy softness. With sunshine, one may see a million diamonds sparkling -- or see many kinds of snow crystals. Looking at a small mountain stream where several layers have frozen, is a fascinating picture of design. Snowshoeing in the mountains, the air is sharp and crisp, and the beauty of snow on the mountains and conifers, with perhaps the call of a chickadee or red-breasted nuthatch, a taste of a serviceberry raisin makes this such a special time.
But I do not want winter to last all year -- I begin to yearn for the color green. And as snow melts and spring moves up the mountains, the lovely spring green of trees, the bright yellow of the dog-tooth violet (which has so many names -- spring lily, snow lily, av