Each year I get more and more depressed about living here in the Northwest. It's a fine enough place, but winter without snow just isn't right! The last thing I want to see out my window on Christmas morning is green grass!
Before my son was born we would go skiing. I suppose that helped a bit. At least I saw snow on a regular basis, even if it wasn't in my own yard. (What's a childhood without sledding?)
I have an idea...I'll be back!