People always think I'm a madman for loving winter but this is exactly one of the reasons why I love it so much. That quiet snowy morning feeling is just too goddamn amazing.
This. I sort of live in a field, so when I look out the window on a snowy morning it's like a giant white sheet over everything. It always makes me feel that child-like joy.
Plus, all the bugs are ******* dead, which is a giant bonus.
Going out with ur tea and just enjoying the dark when there's a foot of snow on the ground the way no one is outside and the snow absorbs sound is ******* gucci.
In Norway we had to shovel the snow almost every morning during late fall/winter/early spring and it sort of gave me a boost for the day. I had to do it again when I came back home, but most of it fell during the nights so it wasn't exhausting in the afternoon. It felt relaxing because you couldn't hear anything, except for your movements in the snow and the labor itself is easy to handle with the right gear. We use two big-ass shovels and just stacked the snow on a tiny hill behind our house. Good times.