I was born and raised in a tropical country where seasons are not very well defined and it pretty much felt like Summer/Spring all year round. I have since moved to a way colder climate country and oh boy, I was not ready for the cultural shock of actually seeing the seasons change. Of feeling them.
I can say without a doubt that I'm incredibly enchanted/mesmerized by how different the seasons are. It's been a few years already since I moved but I'm still speechless at how some bushes lose their leaves and get completely buried by snow in the winter, only to come back to life as if nothing ever happened in summer. It's legit crazy to me.
I live in a four-seasons place and I've seen newcomers go through this. It's fascinating to me as someone who takes it for granted! The same with day length changing. I take for granted that night comes early in winter and days are long in summer!
