I have been in
Provo for almost eleven months. I have seen winter, spring, summer, and fall.
Provo's winter is so beautiful. The mountains are covered with a lot of snow.
They look like many beautiful brides wearing wedding dresses, and veils. In
spring, Provo doesn't have many trees; when the snow melts the mountains are
bald as strong bald men. Summer in Provo is very hot in the daytime. Last
summer when I was walking under the sky, it was like walking in an oven; the sun
was like a fire that burned my skin. In spring and summer the weather was
always clear. I never used my umbrella. Provo was like a huge clothes dryer; it
is very dry in spring and summer. In the fall the weather in Provo is very
strange. One late September morning when I woke up, the mountaintops was
covered with snow. Provo is a lovely and strange place. I love it very much.