Well, thank you for the good wishes regarding frost and snow flurries. In fact, I love the frost, even snow flurries, but give me British rainy weather, cold, cats and mouses pouring, fog, mist, etc., and I blossom. Perhaps it's in part not by birthday but lineages of ancestry some of which stem from North Norway (Tromsø), others from Kalinigrad. Anyway, give me puddles and mud, and I live; hand me dry weather with temperatures above 25° C, and I get depressed and want to stay indoors until late autumn.

I can see how you combine being a night owl with lamenting about short days as their constraints run counter to your preferred lifestyle. (Me as a 3 AM-er as well, I don't have such quarrels as I can often start work late in the morning.) And with regard to the time of birthday, I have been noticing in freinds and relatives some seeming correlation of birthday and preferred time of the years as well as the weather. But perhaps I have just been lucky.

Cheers to you, and many cups of strong coffee to get you started at unbearable times.