“At Christmas I no more desire a rose Than wish a snow in May’s new-fangled mirth;” Love’s Labour’s Lost by Shakespeare (ofc).
This may sound a little off to us, almost as if Christmas wasn’t such a big thing for Shakespeare. That would be because it wasn’t. Christmas, at the time Shakespeare was about, was a lesser celebration. A short 12 day event in the darkest time of the year. Whereas Easter, at the start of the year when Spring had sprung was the main event.
The rest of the quote is still applicable though. That weird sense of things not being quite right when there is snow in May but none in December. Meteorologically speaking it is more likely to snow that side of the year than this in the UK. Our images of white Christmasses and chocolate box esq scences comes from Dickens. He, when he was young, was around in what is commonly accepted as a ‘mini’ ice age. So his Decembers in his youth were white and thick with snow. He carried on this idyllic Christmas in his books, which set off our incorrect belief that Christmasses (and Decembers) should be white.
But I’m writing this as my family back in the UK blow up my new phone (I love it) with photos of freshly fallen snow. So I can’t get everything right 😀