There's nothing like a really cold day in Ontario, Canada. I love the Seasons - love to see them come and love to see them go. It seems necessary to me, that there be four Seasons all of which are very different, distinct, even if they morph from and into each other.
I wouldn't want to live where it's warm / hot all the time, nor where it's mostly cool /cold. I like the variety, the complaining, the enjoying, the talking about the weather that Canadians utilize as an excuse for social intercourse.