Fact: I work in construction and drive a lot - more than 50,000km per year. Fact: I live in Canada.
Canada is a nice place to live but...
We endure a temperate climate here with sometimes huge swings in temperature and precipitation. We get heat, we get cold, we get rain, we get snow, we get it all, sometimes (in some places) in one day!

Character building it's said to be, makes one rugged, tough...
Good stuff for a romance novel but I (of course) have a different view on it: the extremes of climate here don't make us hard wearing, but wear us out!
We are beaten down by the weather, submissive to it's eventuality. We talk about it in whinny, complainy tone - "it's too hot!", "It's too cold", "snow deep enough for ya?" It has made us meek.
Why? Because it
owns us, we are it's
bitch, as surely as most of you fellows would be if thrust into a prison situation...
Me, I used to love winter....