I honestly love the solitude that harsh winters bring. And all the heavy clothing I get to wear, the much longer nights, going through my stockpile of canned and preserved goods. There have been winters where I was snowed in for weeks, and they were glorious
It’s true, the brain and body need extra care to prevent depression during winter, but I’m much more depressed during the long, blistering hot summer months
That’s actually a valid prefix issued for Florida in '81