That's right, bring it on. Red faces and frozen toes, snowboards and skis, slick, icy streets and crunchy frosty grass, everything misty and quiet as the days slow down. The early darkness, all wrapped in layers, the chill winds make summer seem like it was make-believe. There's a beauty in winter's wrath, and who knows better and appreciates more nature's mood swings than we St. Louisans? Seasons, people. We have seasons! Pity the poor devils who don't. Baby, it's cold outside. Yes, how nice.