I love snow. Love it! I love winter and hate summer. I'd be happy if the temperature basically never got above seventy. But I wouldn't mind... spring occasionally? A little? Which is to say it's April 6th and it's snowing AGAIN and this is kind of a lot. I bought a sleeveless shirt on vacation in Austin in OCTOBER and I would like to be able to wear it someday. My feet wouldn't mind wearing something other than boots occasionally. That's all.
Really, everything in the... world... is so crazy these days that it's hard enough to keep the calendar straight without this. New Hampshire is being peak New Hampshire, full of endless snow and presidential candidates... so, wait, is it January 2020? (Unfortunately not.)
I promise on the first day it gets above 65 I will be ready for fall.