I love snow. I absolutely love it. When it snows, it just makes it feel like Christmas. There's something completely (allow me my cheesy moment) magical (thank you) about snow, in the way there's so much suspense that hangs in the air prior to a storm. You can just feel it. At least I can. Maybe because I like it so much.
The world seems so much more peaceful when it's blanketed by snow. Everything's softer, and even ugly, naked trees that have no leaves on them anymore look kind of pretty. And at night time! Whoa. The sky is like, purple when it's snowing. Pretty freakin' rad.
I just love snow. It keeps life interesting.
I just don't like driving in it. That's scary stuff. Last year, I was driving to an early morning practice for a Christmas assembly at my high school, and I misjudged the distance I needed to break and turn...I ended up facing traffic in the turning lane, and it was *terrifying*. Holy crap. Totally messed up my frame, too. There went $400 down the drain. Blah.
And I also don't like snow after probably January 31st...by that point, I'm ready for warm weather. The snow in the streets just looks like roadkill, so it's not even that pretty anymore.
But at Christmastime....it's the best.