Not me...I love frozen precipitation and all of the dangerous sports associated with it (except driving.) Not that I'm any good at skiing, snowboarding, etc, but I sure do love attempting them!
One of my favorite memories was one of the first winters I was in this house. I have a little screened in porch with a sling-type swing, and I love sitting out there at night. I live on a main road--kind of like 30-A in volume and speed. I constantly hear cars going by.
But that night we had snow. I turned on my flood light, bundled up, and went out to watch it. It was about 1 a.m., and I've never heard such complete silence here. I could only hear the sound of the snow falling off trees in soft little pulfffs. After a while, I heard a train whistle...and the closest train track is a good ten miles from me. I coulda died happy right then...