It has been the worst of winters. From the perspective of snow fall, as well as my own perspective fighting cancer with my young son, Amos, who has battled Leukemia all winter long. I had hoped for a good spring so that I may be able to have a little bit of a ski season, but to my dismay that had not been appearing to be in the stars. However, a late storm and some optimism has served to give this spring some last gasps of breath, and Amos is recovering really well. Spring is in, after all.