I try to empathize with those who do not. It's cold, it's slippery, it disrupts lives. However, we choose to live in a climate that promises snow in the winter and unbearable heat in the summer. I bite my tongue when others complain, wanting to tell them to move somewhere else if they despise the inevitable. I respect that everyone has the right to their own feelings but for me, I love each flake.
I miss the winters I spent in Idaho where it stayed white and fluffy, piled high for months on end. There was never a disparaging word about snow when we lived near a ski resort. I am not able to live there now and I miss it. In truth, like anywhere else, we had a trade off in Idaho. The summers were short, springs were muddy and we had no lovely fall foliage.
I admit that I am guilty of whining about the heat and humidity when July and August roll around but I choose to live here so I guess I'll just have to think of winter as sweat beats on my brow. Ahh, I love snow.
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