I cherish all of them.
I felt that way just yesterday "the fleeting nature of the moments we experience with the people around us. It made me think how many times I’ve been in a moment, looking around me and not wanting it to end because it’s so special and unique and I know I may never experience it the same way again, if at all. In times like those, I want to grab those feelings out of thin air and store them in a bottle for safe keeping so I can revisit them when I want or need to. I’m always worried I’ll forget them."
Such an insightful and well-done appreciation of seasonal change (and an excellent summary of the Woolf novel)! My own favorite transition is that from summer to autumn -- and then to the deep autumn of late November and early December.
This reminds me of one of my favorite quotes by Jedidiah Jenkins - "I think I've worked my nostalgia muscle so hard that it begins to work almost immediately. I can be in a lovely moment, and feel the warmth already coloring it, and I can long for the thing before it's even left my hands. I love that. I am both with it, and grateful to it, and feelings its place in my story, all at once."