Summer smells like dusty libraries and unwound clocks, salted sands and rain riding on the first rays of dawn.

Autumn sounds like dead leaves dancing on windy day. Trees showing us how lovely it is to let the dead thing go.

Winter feels like brain freeze after a cold ice cream. A blanket of snow covering the landscape, a bright respite.

Spring tastes like a rose with a fresh bud that has bloomed in heaps of sunshine. When the first breeze blows through the trees you can feel the magic in the air, the earth seems to come to life again.