I refuse to give in to any temptation to hate winter, even during the gloomiest stretches of flat light and dirty snow. I like the snow. I like the quiet. I like sitting next to the frozen pond while geese murmur to each other. I'll try not to go to the extreme of getting overly romantic about winter, but it is my second-favorite season, even if I don't get to spend as much time as I'd prefer fiddling with plants.