It is hard to ignore the fact that the weather has gotten colder over the last few weeks; although I can’t say that I am disappointed.
Being a hockey player, it isn’t hard to imagine why summer is not my favorite season. I don’t care for the dry heat, the temperature or the lack of precipitation that accompany the summer months.
It can’t be hard to guess which season is my favorite. I’ll give you a hint: if there isn’t snow on the ground, I don’t like it.
If you guessed winter, you are right. I can’t get enough of winter. The cold. The snow. The snowmen that adorn the yards across the city. The frozen ponds turned hockey rinks. I love it all. I even love the sub-zero temperatures and the blowing winds that chill me to the bone.
For those of you who might think that I am just a tad crazy after what you just read, I will not deny that it does sound a bit crazy when you first hear it. But I have a very solid theory that I can use to back up my ravings of winter’s magnificence.
The theory is this: when it gets hot, you can only take off so much clothing, but you can always add more layers when it gets cold. Mind you, it takes a lot for me to get cold. I still wear shorts far into October and November even when the temperature drops into the 40s. But I still stand behind my theory none the less.
The only situation where I throw my theory out the window is when wind is added to the mix. I can stand outside in the freezing cold with just a light jacket and jeans, but the second the wind picks up I am grabbing for as many layers as I can find.
Anyway, there are plenty of reasons I love winter asides from the cold and the snow. For one, my favorite holiday is Christmas. Not because of the presents, but because I just love that time of year where people start to think about others more than themselves. It makes me warm inside to think about all the good people do around the holidays.
Plus, Christmas has always been a special time with my family.
My dad is the biggest Christmas nut you will find. He listens to Christmas music 24/7, much to the chagrin of his co-workers and family. He forces us to watch Christmas movies all day Christmas Eve (not that we always complain mind you).
The joy the holiday brings to him and the rest of my family has rubbed off on me in the last couple of years because now I can’t watch a Christmas movie without tears coming to my eyes. I just love that time of year and it only adds to my love of winter as a whole.
So you won’t see me complaining about the temperature dropping as fall creeps in. It just means that winter is not far behind. I can’t wait for the snow to fall again.