Maybe it's my naivete, but I don't understand why everyone keeps getting so hissy-fissy about the recent snow storms. Sure it's a pain to plow and is pretty nasty after the first day. But when it's falling it's as if this inexplicable sense of sereneness envelopes the surrounding environment. Everything is swept into the swirl of snowflakes swimming through the air.
The day I get angry about snow storms is the day I lose my Peter Pan syndrome.