I grew up on the sun-dappled, white sand beaches of Florida's Gulf Coast. But before my family moved south when I was 7, we lived in northern Indiana. There, a whole different type of white stuff ...

When winter started, my 8-year-old daughter wanted to make snow ice cream. Badly. She watched the weather forecast every night, and like a lot of adults, expressed frustration when the predictions ...

When you're staring down your umpteenth blizzard and springtime seems like a distant dream -- or if you're dealing with one last snow flurry -- you may need a sweet pick-me-up that embraces one of ...