...but this winter has had us in her most icy grip recently.
And yet, television weather people beam at us as if they are releasing Lotto results and we have all won a prize.
Why is this?
Thundering disasters and incomprehensible mass slayings are delivered with sombre faces, but the weather may be worse than both of these and yet its twists and turns into the minus are presented with unbounded joy.
No meteorologist is better/worse at this than TV One's Daniel Corbett.
We discovered this magnificent frontman late last year, I am almost tempted to run the column again, as the nation is slobbering on to him now.
Congratulations on your discovery, Columbus. But no slobbering on Corb please, he's a national treasure.
The New Zealand Herald's Alex Casey wrote a particularly fine piece.
So Daniel, with his giant expressive hands and fingers, directs his digits with a smile so friendly you would ask if him, were he selling used cars, is there a discount for bulk?
So the man is brilliant at his job.
I don't expect it is unreasonable to expect honesty, as well
Weather people should deliver their prognosi with the accuracy it deserves
Think of the farmers, noses pressed against the screen, will we be moving stock tomorrow, oh, Dan is smiling, all is well
Let us, then, describe honest weather predictions for the four main centres
"Dunedin. Oh my. Oh my, my, my, my, my. I am sorry, Dunedin (runs expressive finger across throat as if slitting), it is going to be stunningly cold, ice as black as licorice and a wind chill figure of 304. I would rather eat my left ball than go out in this."
"Christchurch. Good grief, if you thought Dunedin was going to be cold, try Christchurch. (stops speaking altogether and looks despairingly at the heavens above, thinking of Obadiah). Dunedin will be like sitting naked on a pot belly stove compared to what's in store for you Cantabrians tomorrow.
"Those with colds don't even get out of bed, what runs from the nose will turn to icicles in a nanosecond, you will finish up looking like Baldrick that time in Blackadder when he stuck chopsticks up his nostrils.
Weren't they pencils?
"Wellington. You poor, poor bastards. (Falls into a half-crouch flailing his expressive arms against the sky).
"Vicious powerful winds will whisk everyone under 70kg out to sea. This will be prolonged until the fat lady sings in nine-part harmony. Which she won't ever do
"Auckland. (Falls to the ground and beats head against the floor, whirling his giant expressive fingers and hands like three sets of helicopter blades fighting over a coffee pavlova). Are you REALLY considering John Banks as your next mayor?"
Bone-chilling temperatures warming up over the coming days It looks like Mother Nature's finally gonna close the double doors of the big industrial freezer that she's left open over the last week or so, with the bone-chilling air.
One News at 6pm Starting to close the fridge door, so to speak, and keep it shut from Mother Nature.
Several days with Mother Nature's industrial deep-freezer with both doors open and all that cold air flooding in.
Mean and ugly weather system makes its way across the country Quite a mean and ugly weather system working its way in across the country. It's a bit like Mother Nature wearing her ugly face and just walking round all day.
The menacing storm system set to bring huge dumping of snow for South Island Get ready for some significant weather, some nasty weather as Mother Nature really just turns up the screws as far as an active weather system.
Get the extra blanket out a bone-chilling night is on the way It's Thursday, put a smiley face [draws one in the air] or a not-so-smiley face on the calendar, that's where you've got the risk for some snow down south. That's the weather, for now.
One News at 6pm You wake up in the morning, you go, 'urgh, gosh.' You'd almost need a snow shovel to get some of that frost off there.
Scrapers handy, of course.
Wendy was chuckling away off-screen. Wasn't quick enough off the mark to get a screengrab of this: It was a good-looking day in Taranaki, even the big-horned cattle were saying, 'yeah, it's good!'
When you mix things, like mixing a cake together, you've got some cold air, you've got moisture, moist air, that always causes trouble.
This week, meteorologist Daniel Corbett is our guide to the diverse community of Warkworth, forty minutes north of Auckland.
Daniel worked for the Met Office and the BBC in the UK for many years. He became part of the One News Weather Team in 2014. Daniel says when he and his wife moved to New Zealand three and a half years ago for a change in lifestyle, he had to learn new forecasting skills because the weather here is very different to the States and the UK. “It's really challenging due to the contrast between the mountains and sea as well as New Zealand’s position situated midway between the tropics and the poles. All these factors help make our weather dramatic and very unique.”
Daniel picked Warkworth as a pace to live because of the proximity to the vineyards, beaches, and marine reserves of the Mahurangi Peninsula, as well as the diverse and welcoming community. “I am really excited about the new life we’re creating in Warkworth. It’s such a contrast to those built up megacities I’ve lived in previously like London or New York.”