As everyone knows by now winter has come early to the UK and far from me at the moment, people are struggling to get through the snow and ice to school and work. In the old days when communities were communities, people just closed the front door and gathered around a fire and kept warm eating, singing and fighting. With the dawn of the nuclear family and family members living far from each other, work is a better alternative.
There is no place for seasons now, our seasons are unified throughout the year and depends upon doing much the same thing every week and every day, even our holiday destinations have become earmarked and traditional. There is no way to find that secluded beach on a balmy shore without owning it. Well there is but you have to be ‘in the know’.
Weather, far from being something to enjoin, has become something we fight, too much sun or too much snow, they are antipathetic to what we want to do which is to go to work. Except of course for the rich who own the seasons, have all the clothes for them and find they can have winter or summer whenever they feel like it.
We are all rich on this planet, just some don’t have much money. The changing seasons should bring about a change in mood and effort but no longer do. That is our loss.