Let it snow; Let it snow; Let it snow.

What's that you say? Christmas is over? And you other people say that you wish I were dead for being so cheerful about the snow? Well, excuuusssseee me!

I can't help being cheerful. I love the change of seasons. When we're in the middle of any given season, I want it to exemplify that season. That means I want it bright and damp in Spring, hot and humid in Summer, brisk and breezy in Fall and cold and snowy in Winter. Sure, shoveling gets tedious, but it is good exercise. If I wanted to see green all the time, I would move someplace closer to the equator. I love my Southern New England home.