I don’t mind the cold, in general. I don’t like to be out in freezing weather, but I always favor cold over heat. You can layer to keep warm or get blankets out. If you have access to a wood fire place, I always liked the imagery of snuggling near a fire drinking hot chocolate.
I can almost smell the wood smoke smell, and it reminds me of my childhood. Helping to bring in and chop firewood. Smelling the smell, feeling the warmth while it snowed outside. Having to pour buckets of hot water on the water dishes of our exotic birds so they could get something to drink.
Summer heat makes me feel lethargic; lacking energy or the will power to do anything. Getting into water is the only respite from the heat and too many times have a forgotten that one area on my forehead or the tip of my nose, or even the top of my head to cover in sunscreen, and I would have a painful sun burn that would make it uncomfortable to shower later.
I like warm days, but when it is super hot, it is oppressive to me and I just want to take a long nap and drink a ton of water. I also hate that artificial smell that comes with air conditioning, and the weirdly fake coolness it has. Not like a real breeze from an open window, but like a fake coldness. Mechanical in some way, artificial.
I will say this, I hate driving a vehicle in cold weather. Ice is worse than snow, but the lack of complete control and the other people on the road that could swerve into you at any moment makes it stressful and not pleasant. I think I loved snow as a child, making a snow man, or just messing about in it. But, now, it is pretty to look at from inside the house.
I do still like the sound of it crunching beneath my feet if it is freshly fallen snow. I do not know why, but I like the sensation. The weather lately, where I live, has been rainy. Not surprising as I am in the Pacific Northwest, which is known for rain, although I am in a town that is supposed to get less of it.
In the end, it is still Northwestern Washington state, near Canada. And rain will and does happen here. I do not mind the rain though. The sound of rain hitting a roof at night is kind of soothing.
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