In my previous post I said I was fine with there being no real spring or fall here. I'll elaborate:
I grew up elsewhere with "fall colors." I never appreciated them much. Just a long ambiguous season, ugh. We don't have the same trees here. All that happens is, one day in October I'm on the balcony enjoying the sun, and the next day it's winter.
As for spring, I never liked it either. I'm used to spring being overcast and rainy. With that, plus the melting snow, it was just a long, drawn-out "mud season."
Here, in late winter the days are sunny. Instead of melting and making a mess, the snow evaporates. So there's no slush, no puddles; the roads and sidewalks are dry. When most of the snow is gone, voilà! It's summer.
So yes, I'm pretty happy with this particular northern climate.