Mostly I hate winter.
And most of the time winter is a barren, brown, ugly bleakness, or a brown, muddy, slushy chinook-ness. And while a bright sunny day lighting up the snow can be beautiful it is rarely that picturesque.
However...in the midst of our deep freeze right now I can't help but feel a little misty magic in the frosty wonderland. On the rare occasion that I venture outside.
And just try to say hoar frost without laughing. I can't.