/ "I'm not like other girls . . ." :
I REALLY like the way the first couple of significant snows smell. They smell crisp, and liven up concrete in a way nothing else does. I think it's also the mix of leaves within . . . all together, it just has this earth yet crisp combo, and nothing else smells quite like it.
I don't think the "unpopular opinion" lies in the notes about smell so much as the welcoming of snow and cold. The cold is part of that crispness.
I've enjoyed watching the seasons come in with more awareness - they feel less fleeting this way, and like a process.