It’s odd that we always associate winter with snow, and not the actual arrival of winter. If we have a snowy and cold October and November, we’ll often complain about how bad of a winter it’s been, even though winter doesn’t arrive until December. If we get some warm weather in April or May, we never comment on what a great summer it’s been. Hey, we know summer doesn’t arrive until June. Up until then it’s “Wow, what a nice spring we’ve had.” If people complain about winter in November I’ll always point out, “Hey, it’s not even winter yet.”
The worse thing about winter, for those who work regular hours, is you go to work in the dark and you come home in the dark. It’s all rather depressing.
I’ve never been a “winter person,” but I’ve definitely become less of one as I’ve gotten older. When I was a kid, my friends and I would think nothing of shovelling the snow off an entire street in minus 30 degree weather for a good old fashioned game of street hockey. Now I hate having to go out in the cold weather to shovel what little sidewalk we have in front of our house.
The only winters I’ve enjoyed were the ones when I lived in the Caribbean. A sunny, 30 degree Christmas Day didn’t bother me at all. Visions of Santa arriving in a speedo to drop off gifts for the boys and girls might have been a little unsettling, but like they say, you can’t have it all.
Enjoy this winter weather with the knowledge that winter won’t even be here for another month and a half!