When you live in Texas, every single time you see snow it's magical.
When there's snow on the ground, I like to pretend I'm walking on clouds.
Blow, blow, thou winter wind
Thou art not so unkind,
As man's ingratitude.
Winter, which, being full of care, makes summer's welcome thrice more wish'd, more rare.
Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.