When I say I love winter, most people look at me as if I'd suddenly sprouted two heads. I have tried to explain why I love winter, but I constantly get told I'm insane/weird/nuts/bizarre/etc. I still love winter, especially this winter, since it is what I call a "proper winter". None of this muck and slush you get with wimpy horrible wet winters. It is cold and snowy as it should be.
I love winter because it is breathtakingly beautiful.
I love winter because I don't have to hide from the sun when I go out.
I love winter because the snow muffles sounds.
I love winter because it snows and I adore snow.
I love winter because it is lighter outside than in the autumn.
I love winter because it is cold outside and warm inside.
I love winter because I can wear fun handmade wool accessories.
I love winter because I can knit fun warm woollies for others.
I love winter because the snow glitters like the whole world has been covered in faerie dust.
I love winter because the snow makes crunching sounds when I walk on it.
I love winter because there is ice to skate on.
I love winter because the days are getting longer.
I love winter because I don't melt from heat when I go outside.
I love winter.