May. Trees coming out in leaf, the smell of newly mown grass, blackthorn and hawthorn in the countryside, 2 bank holidays, weather is usually ok, light evenings. Followed by December.
I rather like all of them - at least we have seasons here, and something is changing, somewhere, always. Push come to shove, my favourie has to be August. So many places to go swimming and cycling down my way, and 2017 was a bumper year for swanning about.