This winter continues to march on, however it is particularly frustrating. By any stretch of the imagination, it has been extremely mild. By this time last year, we were basking in a cumulative total of about four and a half feet of snow, this year I’d be shocked if we broke a foot. However, I tend to be a man of extremes.

I feel that if mother nature wants the weather to be mild, then make it nice out. if she wants it to be a whirling ball of suck, then make the snow fall and temperatures plummet. Lately it’s been a case of “not quite warm enough to do things outdoors” syndrome and so I haven’t had a lot of opportunities to get out and shoot photos, or to hike, walk or hit the bike trails.

Of course, that’s all in my head. I should probably just suck it up and go out anyway. Even though the ground is sloppy, the temperatures less than ideal and the skies a perpetual grey, there are tons of things to do. The question is when does one stop using mother nature as an excuse and get out there and do them!