It dawned on me the other day, as I was leaving for work, that you can always recognise the seasons by the smell of the air outside. I wanted to check if that was a valid observation, so I did a mental recap of all the months of the calendar and came to the following conclusion:
January and February smell like a new year that is settling in and March of weather that is warming up and chirping birds. April and May of flowers that are in bloom and June of summer that is nearly there. July and August sometimes smell of suffocating heat, September of summer that transitions into autumn, and October of autumn that has comfortably settled in.
November smells like my birthday and winter that is almost there.
December has a crisp, cold and quiet air about it that says that the magical night of Christmas is just around the corner.