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Oh sure I hate the cold, the biting wind, and numbing temps. It's been hovering about 0 F here and dropping to as cold as -50 F windchill.
Thing is I love solitude. Up here in the cold you get solitude. (Not necessarily with my job that doesn't count) I love being able to walk out my door at my place here in town, walk 2 blocks south and be in woods. Or walk 1 mile north and be in wetlands. I love being able to drive through miles of tree lined roads and love the look of snow heavy on the trees. I hate when there isn't much snow. I love building a quinzy with my daughterand when you crawl inside it the temp doesn't drop below 40 and is sometimes as warm as 65. Imagine a pile of snow insulating that well. I like cold to a point. It's the extreme temps that are so unbearable but they last for really a short portion of the winter. January being the worst month. I would gladly give up the warmth for one month to experience the beautiful snows, and see the winter wildlife that don't show up in the heat of the summer. How many of you southerners have seen a brilliant red cardinal feeding a spouse from your feeder? or the bright orange of a red fox contrast against a stark white landscape? It's the harshness of nature that I find brings out some of the most strikingly beautiful scenes.
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"Always learn the rules so that you can break them properly." Dalai Lama
My Karma just ran over your Dogma. 
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