I love the concept of individual liberty, so I’m generally really good at appreciating others’ love for things that I don’t particularly care for. But some people love things that I’ll just never understand. Diet Mountain Dew. The Kardashians. Small dogs. Sweet pickles. The Christmas Shoes song. And some of my fellow Wisconsinites’ love of winter.

Admittedly, I’ve enjoyed winter more since becoming a dad. Pulling my kids around in a sled in the backyard is a fun time, and we took my oldest son skiing for the first time ever this last January. I wouldn’t trade those memories for anything – but they still doesn’t make me a winter lover.

Because really, what is there to love about Wisconsin winter? Is it the frigid temperatures? The scraping of windshields? The extra 30 minutes added to daily commutes? The pain-inducing windchill gusts? The hours spent blowing snow from driveways? The ice-covered sidewalks? I’m one of the most optimistic people you’ll ever meet, but even I have a hard time finding silver linings when Wisconsin winter days are at their worst.

But I did find one silver lining in Wisconsin winter last week. On yet another cold, windy day, I stopped at my local grocery store on my way home from work to pick up a few things – and it hit me. Look at all this produce!

Despite Wisconsin’s efforts to be crowned Frozen Chamber of Death Champion 2017, we consumers inside that grocery store enjoyed a dazzlingly abundant supply of fresh fruits and vegetables available for purchase at reasonable prices in the dead of Wisconsin winter. And we consumers casually browsed through it all like it was no big deal.

But it is a big deal! In the scope of human history, it’s nothing short of a miracle. And it’s a miracle turned into our daily experience thanks to economic liberty.

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