Spend 19 winters in a dealing with the dipshits on the highway and get back to me on how much you love the snow...
My Dad would wake me at 4 am when I was little, and would take me with him when he snowplowed. He depended on me to keep him awake.
Snow is an integral, happy part of my history.
"There is nothing in the world so permanent as a temporary emergency." - Robert A Heinlein The Moon is a Harsh Mistress