The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found? ~J.B. Priestley
A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water. ~Carl Reiner
Which camp do you fall in–magical enchantment or frozen nightmare? I live in Maine, “where the cold winters are ideal for staying inside to write hot historical romances” to quote my website bio. Maine is also the place where “if you don’t like the weather, wait a minute.” You might ask why I live here if I’m not a snowbunny, and I’ve been asking myself the same thing lately.
I definitely do not believe “snowflakes are kisses from heaven.” (author unknown) My driveway is almost half a mile through the woods, and our plow guys grin with glee and plan for an early retirement every time we get a snow fall. I don’t begrudge paying their astronomical bills. While I like to hunker down inside writing, occasionally we do have to get out for the odd loaf of bread, and it wouldn’t do to get the horses stuck.
To throw in another quote: Don’t knock the weather; nine-tenths of the people couldn’t start a conversation if it didn’t change once in a while. ~Kin Hubbard Weather is the safest of topics–we all share it and all have our preferences. The whole concept of weather also comes in handy when one has a Friday blogpost due and not one tiny original snowflake of an idea to present. 
My books take place in the Regency era, where a proper topic of conversation between a young lady and gentleman could always turn to the weather. Weather played an enormous role in every day life–just keeping warm was an all-day job, and transportation was difficult if not impossible in the winter . I’m almost done with my current WIP, where weather is important–it’s a cold, slushy London winter, inconvenient to getting the heroine undressed without considerable discomfort. 
What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps me in a continual state of inelegance. ~Jane Austen
The snow doesn’t give a soft white damn whom it touches. ~e.e. cummings
When it snows, you have two choices: shovel or make snow angels. ~Author Unknown
So I’ll leave you with these quotations, and solicit your opinions on the weather. Would you rather be sweating like Jane Austen or shivering with cold? Are you a shoveler or a snow angel maker? If you live in Florida or some place warm and toasty, don’t you dare tell me.
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My family has lived in some serious snow country–Minnesota, Wyoming, Utah, Colorado and now New England. As a result, we learned to play in it.
One winter, we took a family snow machine trip across Yellowstone Park. If you start very early from the East entrance, you can make it across the park and into West Yellowstone just as night is falling. I can honestly say I was never cold during the trip because we were so well outfitted with snow gear. And Yellowstone in winter is like a different planet–plentiful wildlife, eerie fog-shrouded thermal features and gorgeous snow-covered mountains and forests.