Nothing is better than finding shelter from the wind on a sunny day in winter and basking in the warmth on your face.
Where I live, it can be as cold as -30 degrees Fahrenheit in Winter and as warm as 95 degrees Fahrenheit in Summer, but I would not have it any other way.
I missed a Winter once. I moved down south, where winters are warmer, and it just wasn't right. The smell of Spring in the North brings hope, and you find yourself walking around smiling.
After a hot Summer, the smell of Autumn brings its own hope of cooler days and nights snuggling up to warm fires.
After that one year I knew where home really was and I never looked back.
I don't feel right unless I have four seasons in a year...I'm old school like that.
I lived in a place for a while that has two, the wet season and the dry season; both were hot and humid, only the wet season was hotterer and humider. (Maybe those two words aren't really words, and maybe I just made them up so now they are real words.)
my son lives in a place like that and........I told him I am good where I am at LOLL