I used to hate winter and basically tried to hibernate until it was over. The past few years, I’ve really been trying to appreciate the seasons.
Sixteen degrees isn’t bad if you wear the right clothes.
The pale palette of a winter sunrise is perfection.
Cooper gets to spend more time off leash on our trail since we rarely encounter another human. (We saw two people in 2.5 miles today.)
The cool air is so refreshing!
When you go back inside, you get to cozy up and hygge by the fire.
Cooper loves winter. He spends the day pulling toys out of his basket and carrying them outside to play. 
Can you think of any reason to love winter?
