You know... I could probably count on one hand the number of occasions I have been in real, deep snow...

The number of times I have been in real, deep fresh snow - zilch

I know the idea of snow is romantic, and the reality of constant snow is nothing like what it appears on the movies, but this thread is making me a tad wistful - despite all the reality checks in it...

Particularly when I look outside and see the brown grass stubble and wish for a week of rain and cooler days...