I just went to put something in dumpster, and it's a gorgeous night out there. The sky is clear, the grass is frosted, and I could see my breath. Even with a big streetlamp right over my driveway, the sky is clear enough, and the air still enough, that I could see the different colors of some of the stars. The grass was sparkling, crunching beneath my dog's feet as she ran around like a lunatic; and even though I was cold I stayed out a couple of extra minutes, watching my breath mist in front of me, listening to the silence, and feeling like I was the only person in the world.
You are - everyone else has left the planet. (Just kiddin'). Cold and clear and frosty nights are nice, as are cold and clear and frosty mornings. It's the wet and miserable and gray and cold mornings / nights that suck.
Glad you clarified you were kidding, I was about to panic. ;)
There's something cozy about the winter weather. I admit, I like it. But that's because I don't have to commute.
Nice post.
You know, I don't mind driving in the snow. I'm so used to it that it doesn't even phase me. :)