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Originally Posted by Omaroo
LOL! At one stage (1998) in NY we were baled up for two weeks because we had 2 metres of white stuff outside. We'd dig the 20m driveway out and by the time you got 2 metres in the part you shovelled was a foot under again. We loved it. We went through 3 winters like this and I'd do it again in a heartbeat. We had a ski area literally up the road (Bear Mtn) and skating on the pond in the next back yard. There were white roofs with fairy lights for Christmas - just a magical atmosphere. Crisp, fresh and invigorating! I'd much rather the snow than a hot beach. Yuk.
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I'm with you, Chris.
Having grown up in England, I was fortunate enough to experience a few very cold and snowy winters. They were magical, and as you point out they make everything look so picturesque.
Even though I've now been in Australia 25 years...I still miss the 'magic' of snow and the fun you can have when everything's buried under a big blanket of white.
I even enjoyed the trudge through it on the way to school...and how much fun it was to go about your daily routine while snow was falling all around. You certainly do feel more alive when the temp never rises above zero degrees Celsius ...during the day!