While many around me are lamenting how fast the summer is going and how it's August already, I'm excited because we're entering my favourite time of the year. I love August, September and October and the weather and colours and books they bring. (Hurrah, fall publishing season!)
In my head, the months are represented by colours (Is that weird? I think that's weird.) and the next three months are lovely colours in my mind.
August is a deep, shimmery blue. Growing up, the Georgian Bay was usually warm enough to swim comfortably by August so I always think of water and swimming this time of year. August also brings cooler evenings and deep blue makes me think of the sky at dusk and a cool breeze that means breaking out a cozy sweater. The thought of that really excites me.
I have a deep hate-on for the colour yellow, but September exists in my head as yellow. But it's not an opaque, awful yellow; it's more translucent and golden, like the sunlight through the leaves on a tree as the leaves turn from green to yellow. I can't explain why I'm okay with September (my second-favourite month) being yellow when I so despise the colour, but I am. And it's such a beautiful golden colour, too.
Now you may be asking, what about the rest of the months? Here's how they break down in colour:
November - dull grey, like tombstones and death.
December - pale, icy blue, like Jack Frost and snowflakes and icicles.
January - bright white, because snow is EVERYWHERE.
February - dirty grey-white, because (in the city at least) the sidewalks and dirt start to show through, making everything yucky.
March - deep green, mostly because of St Patrick's Day, but also because sometimes spring starts to show through this early
April - pastels, because of Easter and the first pale signs of spring.
May - light green, because spring should have taken hold by now.
June - lilac purple, because it's a flowery month.
July - solid, throbbing, burn-my-eyes-and-my-soul yellow, because it's so bloody hot.
(Can you tell November and February are my least-favourite months? This is a little funny, since I'm a February baby and the beau is born in November.)