Well, to some people, winter magic isn't very fun. Because it's cold and the weather can be a bit dreary, which I understand, but-

[He stood up and walked over to a nearby tree, he tapped the crook of his staff to the bark and a fern-like frost blossomed forth, weaving and crackling around the trunk.]

I think it can be downright beautiful.

[He walked over to the meadow then and he stepped easily on the water, because it frosted and froze beneath his feet, his magic keeping it alive and not breaking apart just yet. He couldn't fly and do what he normally did, but jumping and giving himself a running start, his staff was creating more beautiful frost in the water, he splashed the water where he could, to freeze the particles as they fell before eventually, hitting the frozen waves with the butt of his staff. It crackled and exploded, his hands waving upward to lift it in the air and let it fall like snow.]

And also, a whole lot of fun. Snow days and snowball fights are my specialty.