Different strokes for different folks I suppose.
I love the wind. Love the roar through the forest and the wind chimes going. Which is the case right now with the southern-ish breeze.
Speaking of rarities with direction, strong winds out of the south will make the weather stripping on my front door buzz like a kazoo. Very loudly once they hit 50 mph. Isabel was quite the hoot, she played way past her welcome that day! Last time I heard a toot from the door was the morning of April 12, 2020. Prior to that would be Jan 25, 2010. As you can see, rather rare indeed because the wind has to be primarily out of the south.
When I spent time at sea I always preferred a bit of rocking and rolling. Of course when it's waves on top of waves and it's impossible to sleep and do other things that gets old fast! As with most things we tend to get enjoyment out of there are always limits.
When the trees start cracking, skies lit up from faults, et al, then it's a bit much. Multi day power outages are burdensome. The diesel genny certainly eases the pain but the fuel cost is a splinter in the other foot.
Same thing with snow. A foot even two perhaps is OK. Anything more than that in one serving is just too much. (Yes I'm referring to Jan 23, 2016 where we had 37" here!)