We have an old house. It used to be a shack, and now it's a cottage, but either way, it's old.
And it doesn't have a lot of things. It doesn't have insulation in most of the walls. It doesn't have walls that you can simply hang something on with a nail. And it doesn't have drainspouts along the roof.
The coolest thing about that is that we have the most beautiful set of icicles known to man. They put all those stringaling lighty icicles to shame... TO SHAME! Only you can't see them at night as well. But during the day they sparkle and drip and make my day.
That is the best part about winter so far.