Jack Frost is a Bully

            I don't know why but I woke up this morning thinking that winter would be over. I don't know why, especially when in reality it was -23 degrees Fahrenheit outside with wind chill (-30.5 C). Walking out was more like Jack Frost giving you a brisk punch in the face than it was Jack Frost nipping at your nose. When I walked outside today to take some pictures for roughly 2 or 3 minutes with my coat, gloves, and earmuffs on when I came back inside I couldn't move my fingers enough to take off my coat, so I had to stay in my coat, gloves, and earmuffs for about 15 minutes until I was partially thawed.
          I think it's definitely safe to say that I like the thought of winter more than I like it when it's actual presence.  Even in December I'm too caught up in Christmas lights and hot chocolate to notice if it's cold, and so it continues until January comes and dumps all of the snow that you were to cherry to notice in December on your head like an avalanche consuming you, and leaves you praying that it won't be one of those years when it snows in May.
         What season do you like the most? What is your lease favorite (or most favorite) part of winter? Comment below, and don't forget to vote in the poll before the 18th of January! See ya'!