I actually miss the snowstorms. I fully enjoy that process; checking the generator, stocking the fridge, bringing sufficient wood into the garage, etc. Watching the radar as the light flurries turn into heavy snow and waking up the next day to the world being completely blanketed; then spending the day tending the fire, cooking up some chili or a chicken & dumplings stew, taking the kids out to sled down the hill in the front yard. Even the shoveling (assuming it's a nice light powder) has a nice solitude to it.
But I sure don't miss the following six weeks of 20 degree weather and slushy mess everywhere.