Your favourite thing about winter?

[Hannamana]

I am feeling a bit glum this January. So I wanted to ask:

What is your favourite thing about winter?

Mine would be a steak pie and mash, while wearing my fleece trousers.

The end of it.
Just hate the lack of daylight and constant cold.

Presently nothing as I'm a week into the most awful flu.

Seeing the sunrise and the sunset nearly everyday. But I did not love when I worked in a job with no windows and only saw darkness for months.

There’s a bank of trees near me that I pass every day and this time of year they’re bare and silhouetted against the sky. Sometimes it’s just breathtakingly beautiful.

Pulling the curtains and turning on a lamp - that always gives me a cosy feeling. All my LED candles lighting up one by one.

Hot water bottles with furry or crochet covers.

Wearing boots. With laces. And thick soles. And socks, and trousers and not having to think about shaving my legs for months.

Love winter! A roaring fire, woolly jumpers, hot soup and delicious casseroles, early evenings. My favourite season

My fave thing is that spring comes next!

l hate winter, l hate the cold, l hate the wet, l hate the clothes; most people look as if they are in a black and white photo! I want sunshine and colour!

Less people around. I can go for a walk to my favourite places and not see people.

till the city wannabe mountaineer folk arrive in their Hunters

Also just not being summer when it’s hot and busy and sunny outside.

Warm woolly jumpers and crisp, bright mornings.

Walks in the crisp cold and baby snuggles without us both getting too hot

Wood burner
Hot water bottle
Heavy food such as stew, cottage pie, etc

Winter clothes especially hats
log burner
soup
staying in watching tv
I sleep better in the winter

Clothing, fleecy goodness and I can wear my boots

Food, lots of stews and pies

My wood burner - controversial I know, but nothing makes a room feel cosier than a real fire

When you start to see bulbs coming through, daffodils are my favourite

Don't know why people are cluttering up the thread with their dislike of winter (who cares?) when OP asked for positives.

I like that winter is nestled between my two favourite seasons with Christmas in the middle.

I like going out for a walk in wellies and having an excuse to indulge in carbs rather than the tyranny of salads that summer guilts me into.

Enjoying the barrenness of bare trees and knowing that people are busying themselves planting and sowing so that their gardens will burst into the cheery, colourful displays that are so very English.

Binge watching Fool me Once without feeling I should be outside.

Snowdrops.
The far too rare bright crisp sunny days.
Christmas lights.
A decent dump of snow that you can acttually play in. (That's been a few years)

Not the mud, perma-grey, cramped muscles, rain, mud, dressed like a pass-the-parcel, constant static shocks, mud, carbohydrate waistline and mud.
Did I mention the mud?

Red wine, baileys, Christmas, cosy cafe meet ups, baby in her snowsuit and bobbly hat, oversized jumpers and big scarves, watching loads of box sets in the evenings with my partner both under a blanket, more sex, my birthday, roast dinners, pasta.

I got used to making the most of winter during that horrific 2021 lockdown, I could feel myself slipping so started making an event of everything small in winter and now I embrace it.

The only thing nice about winter is Christmas. It’s not fun with young kids.

HOWEVER, I’d say I now prefer it to the horrible summer heatwaves the past few years!

I’ve learned to go with the flow of the seasons and to enjoy the benefits of each alongside occasional downsides.
I have my first primrose out in the front border, I can watch the birds feeder from my armchair, I enjoy dressing warmly to walk the dog and snuggling down indoors with a book or doing some art work.
I am lucky that I’m retired and time is pretty much my own.

The wood process.

Pruning trees, cutting the wood to size, and stacking it in the wood shed.

Bringing in last year's wood to burn, a daily trip to the woodshed to collect kindling, making faggots, clearing last night's fire out, placing today's and lighting it.

Collecting all the wind blown garden debris, raking it into piles, moving it to paths to walk on or adding it to the leaf mould pile.

Preparing compost, trays and pots for sowing.

Sorting my seeds and buying new ones and planning the veg plot.

Seeing glimpses from the tram of people's home life when their rooms are lit and it's dark outside.

Going to the mountains in the snow and sunshine. Knowing I’ll be there in January gets me through February
Death in Paradise starting again
Cashmere jumpers
Lighting the fire and candles
Coming in from the cold
Toad in the hole and other nursery food you can’t really get away with after March
The bulbs pushing through

By April, I’m more than ready for summer!

I used to love this when we lived in a terraced street in London. I remember taking the babies for a 7pm evening walk most evenings just for that purpose.

Where on earth are you? I quite like winter (in England) but this sounds awful!

I like getting cosy at home, eating warming winter food - and I include cake in that. Lighting candles, the fire, electric blankets.

Reading more books and doing jigsaws in front of the fire. Preferably with a gin and tonic to hand.

I also love dramatic and bracing walks across the Downs, those days (like today hopefully) where it's just beautiful winter sunshine, and those days when it suddenly snows and that feels genuinely exciting.

I love the bulbs coming through and the prospect of spring.

At this time of year a lot of people put their living room lights on but don't close their curtains. I love having a sneaky peek in as I walk past! I thought I was alone in this but my friend told me she likes it too!

More routine in winter. Summer days with DC are long and can be hard to fill.
Going to pubs with a fireplace

Covering up in jumpers, coats and boots. My summer body is currently a work in progress!

My slow cooker. Coming home to a slow cooked chilli just isn't the same in summer!

This is very true.

The excuse to fiddle with the fires and pile stuff on so they are roaring! Keeps the inner pyromaniac happy