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In response Stephanie Foster to her Publication

Didn't have much choice, was born here 😂. I guess you just grow into it and don't think about it. Lived 10 years in Crete with just 2 seasons and missed snow, now I lose my s*it if I have to go somewhere and there's a foot of snow on my small car 😨😂😂

In response Stephanie Foster to her Publication

I like snow, I love Snowshoeing ❗️😁I live in New Hampshire waiting for some good Snow ❗️It makes you tougher❗️This morning I woke up with no hot water or heat❗️🤷🏻‍♀️It was 29 degrees outside 🥶

In response chore Toke to her Publication

😳I would have lost muh shit. : ) I think walking to school in it in Montana ruined me for snow. hahaha If I had my way I would live at a beach somewhere.

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God fearing Patriot.Fed up with the insanity!MI lets get together.Married.NO DM

In response Stephanie Foster to her Publication

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Saw this earlier
Bad Weather Makes Us Good

Seasons of dark and cold sanctify northerners in a way sunbelters will never understand

By Mark Naida (@supermarkus)

The sunbelt is booming and has been for half a century. The suburbs of Phoenix, Dallas, and other major southern metros keep bleeding further and further into the countryside.

Why are people moving there? Because they fear the cold. They fear privation. A winterless world is a huge draw, but it fosters a godless attitude. 

Michigan weather may be feast or famine, but the southern lifestyle will always leave you wanting, especially during the holidays.
Michigan’s seasons map onto the liturgical calendar, which Christians use to mark the year.

It begins in December with Advent. The days grow shorter in this time of waiting. Families stay indoors as the slush and cold make the world undesirable. We are left to contemplate the thinness of things. 

And in the South? Clear days in the 60s and 70s. Such tempe

God fearing Patriot.Fed up with the insanity!MI lets get together.Married.NO DM

In response Hollie Ryb to her Publication

Such temperate days don’t force the faithful to grapple with the insufficiency of the world.

Advent culminates in Christmas. The first sticking snow sometimes lands on that holy day. It’s whimsical, joyous.

In Miami, they’re eating lunch by the pool, hot tubbing in the early dusk, breaking a sweat during Christmas photo shoots, and donning vests to battle the 60-degree weather. It’s surely celebratory, but it isn’t solemn.

Here, the brisk air that hits your face leaving Christmas Eve service gives “O Holy Night” a deeper resonance.

And in the old tradition, the joy of the Christmas season doesn’t end at the epiphany on January 6. It ends on Candlemas in early February. That’s a long time to keep your tree alive, but the celebration can pull you through most of the northern winter if you let it.

Then, after a brief respite of ordinary time, during which many Michiganders take their annual trip to Florida or Myrtle Beach or wherever, the faithful begin their mortifications

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