Exploring Life's Canvas: Juan Socarraz's Musings and Adventures

I used to hate it. I grew up in sunny warm Florida and lived there most of my life when it was time to branch out and be an adult I moved to Colorado. My first winter here I was miserable. I grew to appreciate it and just this year in late May I went for a hike and actually was excited to see that there was still snow on the ground (and fresh snow falling as we got higher altitude). Not really sure what changed I guess I just learned to appreciate what snow does. The same way I learned to appreciate the rain when I was in Florida.