This is the most snow Germany has had in thirty years. We’ve had two blizzards and some days of constant, lazy snowflakes. Everyone around me keeps whining about how cold it is and how they want spring or summer to come back. But I don’t. I love


and that’s how it is. The lovely snow falling. A reason to wear sweaters. A reason to stay inside and cuddle with my husband, reading books and drinking tea. I get very sluggish in the summer. I don’t do well with heat. I love this winter.