I have yet to regret moving above the 45th parallel, even today. Loving the cold and the snow is something most people never say, but I find myself wishing for these days. It feels invigorating and clean. Born and raised in the south far below the snow line it is a shock how well I have acclimated to this climate. Makes me wonder about heritage and genetics when it comes to environment. In the end, it may just be I am an oddball. That is alright with me.