Once upon a time, I liked winter. I learned to ski when I was about seven years old. I can remember riding snowmobiles with the neighbors and sled riding on the hill by my grandparents’ house. I loved when school was canceled and my kids and I had a pajama day.

As I’ve aged, my body and I have lost our fondness for all things cold, snowy, and icy. I’ve begun to dream about being a snowbird and about migrating south to avoid winter. Traveling lots of miles beyond my normal, I got a small taste of that in January. I thought I’d share my sunshine with all of you. I hope you enjoy my video.