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Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow – please!

Where's the snow?? That's what I'd like to know.

It's barely snowed half an inch this winter, and the winter is almost over!

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All the warnings of "winter weather" failed to seriously materialize. We've spent an entire winter with hardly any winter weather.

The most recent snowstorm that was supposed to hit the region last weekend totally blew past us. At least it was cloudy, and a little windy, so that's something, I guess.

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Don't get me wrong, I'm not asking for a repeat of Snowmaggedon of 2009 (although the "thundersnow" was pretty entertaining). I'm not asking to be buried in a blizzard or anything, but for pete's sake, it's winter!

Can't we get at least a couple inches of snow? I would honestly be happy even with, like, 4 inches, at this point.

For some reason, it's just depressing to spend an entire winter season looking at totally dry concrete. It doesn't seem natural. I felt happy when we got those couple of flurry-type systems, but none of it stuck around.

I am normally not a huge snow fan at all, but I do like having four seasons, and I feel like snow is a big component of the winter season. Just like I might not like asparagus, but it's part of the four food groups, and I agree it should be in there.

Say what you will about Maryland weather being insane and unpredictable. At least we are supposed to get all the four seasons, unlike Florida or California or other places considered more paradisiacal.

I'm pretty surprised to even find myself writing this column, because, like I said, I've often dreaded winter in the past. I've had plenty of rough winter experiences in a variety of places.

I lived in Minneapolis for a little while, which gets winter with a capital W. In Minnesota, it got bone-chillingly cold around the end of October and it stayed that way until spring.

When there was a snowfall on the horizon, no one talked about it or seemed to care.

There was no run on milk and toilet paper at the supermarkets, as far as I could tell.

If the snowfall was over 4 inches, the local news would make a little mention of it at the end of the broadcast, as in: "Oh, by the way, you might wake up to a foot of snow tomorrow and need to spend an hour digging out your car."

No one ever seemed panicked by this at all, except for me. Because I'm from Maryland.

So yes, there is definitely plenty to dread about winter, or at least winter weather.

The Snowpocalypse of 2009 was only a little bit fun during its first go-around, when my roommates and I dug a pretty structurally-sound tunnel into the mountain of snow across the street from our house.

After that, I did not enjoy the tons of snow, or the shoveling. My roommates are much more into shoveling, so I let them have at it.

I thought I would never want to see the white stuff again after that, but this winter has proved me wrong.

If Native Americans can do a rain dance, I would like to propose a snow dance. I am humbly not asking for anything spectacular, no blizzard that would force anyone into back-breaking work.

Just a couple of inches, and some pretty, white trees. Is that too much to ask?

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