The soy-bean, in particular, has proved sufficiently resistant to cold in spring and to adverse weather during summer to warrant heavy planting, especially throughout the South.
I literally do not understand how New Yorkers deal with summer.
Even though I'm from Minnesota, I did not like cold weather.
I'm not a fan of cold weather.
I'm not into cold weather, I like warm weather.
The weather is the weather. You have to deal with whatever is out there.
Although it was very cold, he wore no coat. I think some English people think coats are for the weak.
I'm not a big fan of cold weather; that's why I moved to Vegas!
I'll always identify as a Chicagoan; if it wasn't so cold, I'd be there forever.
We Houstonians, generally speaking, are hearty. The weather's too hot for us not to be.
The choking humidity makes amphibians of us all, in Bombay, breathing water in air; you learn to live with it, and you learn to like it, or you leave.
Not less than two hours a day should be devoded to exercise, and weather should be little regarded. A person not sick will not be injured by getting wet. It is but taking a cold bath, which never gives a cold to any one. Brute animals are the most healthy, and they are exposed to all weather, and of men, those are healthiest who are the most exposed.
Canadians complain too much. 'I like seasons.' So do I; that's why I live in a place that skips the [unpleasant] ones.
My children are all doing just fine. The mountain dogs are great in this weather. The yorkies are freezing.
It was cold out there, bitter, biting, cutting, piercing, hyperborean, marmoreal cold, and there were all these Minnesotans running around outdoors, happy as lambs in the spring.
I get cold really quickly, but I don't care. I like weather. I never understand why people move someplace so that they can avoid weather.
I love the sun; I would have trouble living in Canada.
We are the owls of the weather chaw. We take it blistering, We take it all. Roiling boiling gusts, We're the owls with the guts. For blizzards our gizzards Dr tremble with joy. An ice storm, a gale, how we love blinding hail. We fly forward and backward, Upside down and flat. Do we flinch? Do we wail? Do we skitter or scutter? No, we yarp one more pellet And fly straight for the gutter! Do we screech? Do we scream? Do we gurgle? Take pause? Not on your life! For we are the best Of the best of the chaws!
I'm lucky because I don't like being in the sun a whole lot, just because the repercussions for me - I feel it, I go very red.
I make no apologies for not being very outdoorsy and for not really enjoying the cold.
Of course, Minneapolis, we think, 'Oh well, it's cold there, lethally cold.' But the reality is you adapt to weather... Humans are consummately adaptable creatures.
I was raised in Mississippi, so heat and humidity is my bread and butter. It keeps me going. I can't stand cold weather.
I grew up in the Philippines, and I don’t think there is a problem with the typhoon. It’s normal for us.
For the man sound of body and serene of mind there is no such thing as bad weather; every day has its beauty, and storms which whip the blood do but make it pulse more vigorously.
