Despite the general public image of weather in the UK, I've loved it so far. Granted, I haven't seen the British winter yet, but it can't be as bad as in Finland. My friends back home are already complaining about sleet and snow - it's 17 degrees outside as I'm writing this, and it's nearly November.
Spring comes so early compared to Finland, and it's so much more vibrant, greener and alive. Imagine my surprise when I flew to London a few years ago from the concrete gray of the early Finnish spring and was greeted by a light green warmth. I took tons of photos back then and got some of my best shots.
Summer's beautiful. It's always beautiful. That's all I can really say.
But what's really impressed me is the autumn. It was like late summer in September when I arrived, and it's been quite a gentle slope down to rainier autumn weather. It's still warm and trees are stubbornly holding onto their leaves. It's something that's completely new to me - I'm used to the nature going into hibernation quickly and violently. In Finland, it always seems like winter comes overnight, but here I've actually had time to get used to it and enjoy the colors and scent of autumn. I love the smell of rain.