I appreciate the Wintertime weeks, but being outside in addition to seeing the foliage while feeling the chilling breeze is my charming space of Wintertime; I’ve been to many odd states during the Wintertime. I remember being in North Carolina a few Wintertimes ago. I was layered in clothing to help keep warm. I remember wishing that it would snow so that my cousins in addition to I could have a snowball fight. I went to sleep still wishing for snow and when I woke up the next morning, my wish had been granted. After having brunch in addition to getting dressed, I headed outside to start getting snow together to make ammunition for the snowball conflict ahead. After being outside for a long while, I ran into the condo to heat up. I asked for a cup of hot chocolate and sat next to the gas furnace vent… The vent sent heated air rushing toward my face. I looked at the temperature control; it was set at a snug 88 degrees. I loved every hour spent next to the warming air. My aunt’s condo had a central heating and A/C system so that every room was heated to the same temperature–no matter which room of the condo I ventured into, the same sizzling circulating air was there with me. During the day, the heating and air conditioner in my aunt’s condo warmed myself in addition to my family whenever we returned from trudging through the snow. At night, the heat shielded us from the cold weather just beyond the window. When I didn’t go out in the almost cold weather, the circulating heat kept myself and others warm enough to where we could wear shorts and just forget about the cooling temperature outside.