There's nothing really bad about winter. If you've got a winter coat and a snow shovel and four-wheel drive and skis, that is.
Yes, it's cold and yes, it lasts a lot longer than you wish it would, but since the snow covers up the dead grass and brightens up the gray days, it's actually a nice change every year or so.
I like the blanket of white -- especially when it coats the mountains. I like the fluffy flakes -- especially when they're decorating the pine trees.
I like the puff of white that proves my body is warmer than the air that surrounds it.
Yes it's cold, but it's what makes hot chocolate and fires in the fireplace and ear muffs and snuggles all the more necessary.
And that's all good.
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