Sometimes, yes. Last year I think we had snow on the ground from early December into March. As an adult, it gets old, espicially when it comes two or three inches at a time. The big snowfalls are work, but fun, too.
The year N was born, it started to snow on our trip to the hospital. It snowed every day the rest of that month. I remember my husband, thankful to have a reason to sneak out of the house. A respite from the crying, needy creature we’d brought home. Ha!