Summer smells like meat on the braai. Wors, chicken or beef paired with chakalaka will always leave me salivating.

Autumn sounds like heavy winds, picking up every paper, piece of plastic and fallen leaf in its way. People on the streets scampering to find shelter from the dust autumn brings.

Winter feels like cold shivers running up my spine with every step I take. The cold air hitting my bare face and halting my brain’s functionality.

Spring tastes like fresh berries picked from the tree behind my house. With their sweet juice dripping down my hand, spring couldn’t have come fast enough.

Tell us: What is your favourite season?