I've been thinking of what a wonderful place I live in. Not everyone has seen snow and a lot probably never will. I can't understand why God made the different seasons, but I can look around and see that he made each one with as much beauty as the last. Not many people seem to like winter (Dad says I'll find out when I have bills to pay) but right now I do. Seeing the world in a blanket of white with evergreens pointing out from underneath makes me I think of what a beautiful time of year it is.
Of course snow also has its miscellaneous purposes. Like cancelling school, making snowmen, snow forts, snow angels, and snowball, that starts the snow war, that no one will admit to throwing, .
I love winter.