I must admit that I have enjoyed this winter, the cold temperatures, and the snow.
There is a forecast of near 50F by the middle of next week... and I'm not ready for it to get that warm.
I'm not ready for spring. I'm not ready for summer... I know and understand the necessity of having a warm season or two (or three) since otherwise it is impossible to get food and such, but I'm not ready for winter to soon be over.
I haven't been ready for there to be more light in the day but there it is.