January is a time when the snow leaves you surrounded by a blanket of white. Footprints across the blanket leaves a trace like soft frosting on cake. Such is the time when walking in January on a cold winter day.
Misery is easy, happiness you have to work at. It is easy to see the cold, and the snow, and the ice and feel miserable. It is more of a challenge to see the snow, and the beauty and see happiness. Even though it is there.