Every winter my kids and I completely cover the large window in our main room with watercolor snowflakes. Right now, we only have twenty or so snowflakes. Once spring comes, we tear them down like the Tasmanian Devil in celebration of pending green grass and sandal season attire. I honestly don't mind the cold, snow or slush. The season brings a new wardrobe (boots and tights) and the changing of seasons helps mark the transitions in life.