I live in the Northeastern part of the United States and grew up in the Snowbelt of Central New York. I'm very familiar with Winter and snow storms.
Those who loathe the long months of winter either move or become Snowbirds, living in Florida until Spring arrives. Then there are a group of people who just grumble and complain during our long winter months. Finally, we have a group of folks that I'm a member of. We are in acceptance of our surroundings. We carefully weatherproof our homes for the cold weather, shut off our outdoor water spigots, wrap our hot water heaters in insulation and have our furnaces checked for efficiency and then we wait for the beautiful, crisp, blinding white fluff to fall from the sky.
I love it when a fresh snow has blanketed the lawns, fields, trees and fields. The scenery is bleached white with wonder. Watching the deer hoof it through the snow, making their way to my bird feeders is spellbinding.
Winter is a time to catch up on reading, writing and planning my vegetable and flower gardens for Spring. In other words, I love Winter and the time it affords me to reflect, take pictures and anticipate the arrival of warmer weather.