I think, as you grow older, it's not the snow that becomes an issue, so much as the thaw that arrives afterwards. I have lived most of my life in Australia, but I haven't forgotten the accidents that were part and parcel of the thaw in Scotland.

The magic of 'the gloamin' as we called it in Scotland, where the sun still shines at 10 o'clock, not THAT is beautiful.

Good luck with finding a new home.