I absolutely fucking love it. It makes up for the lack of snow or cold and dry days. Four months where the sun is under 30°, where the color temp from daylight

I absolutely fucking love it. It makes up for the lack of snow or cold and dry days. Four months where the sun is under 30°, where the color temp from daylight casts everything with a golden evening glow. A glance outside feels timeless as your brain tells you that it should be 2pm, but it looks like evening. It’s even more magical in the winter with that rare snowfall. The colors shift to a purple and grey when the sky is dark and filled with ice. When it clears, the spectrum shifts to thousands of shades of blues over a hundred minutes after sunset. There is an added bit of splendor when the world is awake and continues with its work but the sun is down. I just moved back from 40° north to 48°, and those early sunsets, colorful days, and summer twilights were sorely missed.