Aching for spring

Every time it seems like this winter is going to offer some light at the end of the tunnel, it changes its mind and.

we are thrown back into the depths of darkness. Last weekend, I paid a visit to my fishing camp to rake some off roofs and to make sure all was well. It was a beautiful day followed by a few days of temperatures that reached normal and even surpassed average. Unfortunately, the sounds of snow melting and birds chirping were erased by another brutal storm and, to make matters worse, there is nothing but cold weather forecast for the coming week. With several building projects planned for spring and an arm aching to cast a fly rod, I can only hope that this current cold snap is the last of its kind for this winter. Certainly I enjoy winter and appreciate the moisture it is leaving, but one can only take so much snow. About the only ice I am interested in right now is the kind I put into a glass