Skiing—cross-country and downhill—in the Gatineau Park.
Tobogganing in the Arbouretum.
Snowmen and snow forts.
Catching giant snowflakes, as they gently fall from a windless sky, on your tongue.
Hot chocolate. With marshmallows.
Crackling fires in oversized fireplaces.
Snowshoeing on the Mackenzie-King Estates.
Skating on the Rideau Canal and eating BeaverTails.
Winter may not be my favourite season, but it isn't my most-hated.
What does winter mean to you?