I know that I complain a lot about the climate of my state. It's too windy. It's too snowy. It's to this or that. Most people wonder why I live here. As do I sometimes. And then there are days when I wake up to this. I love these scenes. Every time I look at them I think to myself that some people will never see this. Some people might not ever get to experience this and that makes me lucky. This is my home.