Anecdata from northern Bavaria: we’ve lived in our current house since 2016, and have yet to regret not prepaying plowing service - it simply hasn’t put down mo

Anecdata from northern Bavaria: we’ve lived in our current house since 2016, and have yet to regret not prepaying plowing service - it simply hasn’t put down more than a few cm at a time without it soon being warm enough to melt away. I’ve had to manually shovel in front of our garage twice, and both of those times, I probably could have chanced it. It used to snow frequently and heavily enough that the cul-de-sac got together to prepay snow removal for our garages. We also only burned about 600 liters of oil last winter in a house that has a 4500 liter tank. Part of that was conserving in order to send Putin as little money as possible, but a lot of it was just a really mild winter… like the last several. And this region has also started producing some nice, light-bodied red wines over the past decade (at the likely cost of its Eiswein tradition). On the downside, we’re getting more summer days that make me contemplate nagging my husband into drilling a vent for air conditioning into our bedroom. And we’ve started to need to water our wildflower yard a few times each summer to prevent it from completely baking, even though it requires less moisture than a stereotypical green grass lawn, and the country as a whole has started having forest fires, though nothing like the terrors seen in Spain, Portugal, Italy and Greece. It’s been 27-30 degrees C (80-85 Fahrenheit) the last few days, and should be for the next week or so, with nighttime lows sufficient to really cool things off if you open the windows overnight. But we had near-40 degree temps that awful week last summer about when the UK got their first taste of it. So, sort of?