Everybody knows that there are four seasons, and everyone has their favorite one out of all of them. Mine is when the woods turns into a coloring book of orange and red, when I put a nice warm batch of hot co-co on the stove, and were all of my family comes together every year. My favorite season is fall. My favorite hobby is hunting. I love everything about it. I get to wake up at the butt crack of dawn and see the sun peeking through the trees that are colored with orange and red it is one of the most beautiful sights in the world, especially when I’m in the mountains. When I breathe in and feel the cool, crisp air traveling through your lungs it’s amazing. The feeling of my heart bursting out of your chest when I get to set your sights …show more content…
I wake up to the smell of the turkey in the oven and the Macys Thanksgiving Day Parade on TV. I would watch the parade for the entire time, watching all the big balloons go by and I would think to myself, how big those balloons are in person. I remember one time a big gust of wind came by and almost took one of the balloon walker off his feet. They must be a big as hot air balloons. Each family has their own traditions for each holiday and I love ours. My family’s tradition it is that we have to have delicious, warm, cinnamon covered sweet potato yams with our meal and that is not only the best smell in the world, but also the best taste, especially when I add mini marsh mellows on top and they melt over them for a nice creamy layer on top. Later in the day there are more aromas of the food in the air like cornbread and biscuits baking in the oven. Then we all sit down and enjoy are nice meal altogether as a family. I could not imagine this time of year without my family. Fall is my favorite time of the year. For me it represents the gathering of my family, the best smell of Thanksgiving, filling your belly full of candy in October and memories that my family and I can carry on