This has been -- and I say this
without the least bit of reservation -- the most miserable,
drawn-out, bone-chilling, mind-numbing and just plain icky winter I
have experienced in my 57 years on this planet. Every time it looked
like we were done with the snow and ice, we were sucker punched to
the tune of 8 inches of wet, heavy snow. Spring could just not beat
the winter back.
Until this week …
The sun has returned and, with it, warm
temperatures, which meant that I could open the overhead door of my
shop and work in comfort. What a relief. My woodworking energy has
increased as has my time in the shop. This may be as close to heaven
as I’ll get here on earth.
, Woodworker’s Journal