I can relate, as I spent 30-years in Colorado, before they went to pot, and I remember 7-foot snow drifts and white-outs with snow blowing sideways. I moved out to California and it surprised me how people out here viewed the rain the same way that people in Colorado viewed a heavy snowfall.
It’s a beautiful day in California, in the upper 60’s where I am at, and not a cloud in sight. I turn on the T.V. to see how my friends in Colorado are faring and I sympathize, and am grateful not to be in those freezing temps and snow.
When I was in Colorado and it snowed we had something called a “mega-drifter” which was hot rum poured into a glass filled with snow; today with legalized pot they probably do something else.