There is no snow where I live. Of course not. It's Carlsbad. I live here because of the good weather.
I don't want to live where it snows. Walking out into the freezing cold instantly puts me in a bad mood. My body tenses. My teeth hurt. It's not a pleasant sensation.
But I miss watching snow fall. I miss getting under a heavy quilt in a cold room and snuggling up to my big bear of a husband hoping that we would be snowed in the next day. I miss the quiet mornings after a storm.
Today I woke up to lawn mowers.
The grass is greener here in Carlsbad, but right now I'd take a day or two of white out.