On this past Wednesday (March 31), I made a valiant attempt to start processing my firewood. After bulldozing a road through the snow for 2-1/2 hours, I finally found the woodpile. I bucked up a little bit, but most of the pile is frozen solid. I uncovered what I could so the sun can work on it. Hopefully it can be processed within a couple of weeks, before the flies come out. The local TV meteoroligist says that the snow here should be melted away by May 19, if we get any decent spring weather (which we haven't yet). Am I sick of winter yet? Not quite, but I'm getting there fast.