The weather does impact enormously on my happiness (or lack thereof). I like my seasons to be "seasonal", that is, I want winter to be cold and snowy, summer to hot and sunny, spring to be showery and muddy, and autumn to be leafy and windy. What I really hate is the stress caused by a sudden arrival of snow in the winter, only to realise that I've got maybe less than 24 hours to make the most of it before the rain arrives to wash it all away again. I tend to flap around like a headless chicken, cramming in walks and drives to the mountains with camera in tow. For this reason (among others, admittedly), I have been working on a move to the continent where the weather will be more predictable and Christmases will always be white, or white within a short driving distance.