Interesting, I’ve always felt the opposite.

I lived in San Francisco my first year and a half out of college, and while I like a lot of things about the city, I really hated the weather. It was essentially the same year round. Without a seasonal reference point, the days/weeks/months/seasons bled into one another and honestly made me a bit depressed - I felt like I was living the same day over and over for a year and a half (at least mon->fri that is). I grew up in Boston though which has very distinct seasons, so might have just been unfamiliar.

I’m not a huge Christmas person, but always liked how it spices up December every year with something different than the norm.