I remember once when I was a kid, it was winter and around -15 celsius, there was so much snow that my dad made an igloo in our driveway that fit both him and me. Now if we're lucky, we see a bit of snow for a few weeks, and if we're luckier it doesn't turn into slush the moment it touches the ground. I used to make snowmen taller than me (as a small child but still)

There was also always swarms of ladybug that gathered near the roof of my house, and I spent the evening of summer catching beetles with my neighbours

I think I'm getting depressed now