A friend of ours, who grew up in England, came for dinner one night last winter. And as he hung up his coat, unwound his scarf and dusted the snow off himself, muttered, "This country does NOT support human life!"
I think he's right. Our winters are long and brutal. Our summers are short but intense. There is almost nothing in between.
There are a few compensations, though. One of them has to be sitting on the porch.
You don't need anything grand (though, enjoy it if you have it). A small spot with room enough for a chair and a place to rest a drink will do...
Catch a breeze. Indulge in some dreaming. Catch up with a friend.