I used to be a snob. Not an “I have more money that you” snob (because #1, I probably don’t have more money than you and, #2, I don’t care), but an “I couldn’t live without four distinct seasons” snob. I couldn’t imagine living anywhere without winter sleigh riding, spring mud puddle splashing, summer swimming, and falling into a crisp pile of autumn leaves. I looked shamelessly down my nose at those unfortunates who couldn’t experience a full range of seasons. But now? Well, let’s just say that Florida isn’t looking so bad.