Except for my mother, who loves the wintery cold, I feel like everyone says the same thing concerning winter, "I like the snow up until Christmas, after that it could disappear for all I care." Well everyone got their wish! The snow, like three feet of it, just disappeared over night. Here we are at the beginning of January and it's 56 degrees. Yesterday I walked against the wind without a coat or mittens and I didn't feel like I was going to die. It's weird and wonderful.
I don't know what this warm phenomenon (global warming, climactic cycles?) can be chalked up too, but I'm definitely not complaining. If we don't get another day over 30 degrees until March, I think I've gotten enough warmth to last me. After all I'm usually complaining like a banshee about the cold by mid January.
Go outside and enjoy this nice gift.