This is the winter that was... Just like I remember as a kid! The lake froze early this winter, and I miss seeing the water. People are ice fishing, but though I love to fish, and the idea of ice fishing appeals to me, I just am not a frigid weather fisherman. I await somewhat warmer days to try steelhead fishing in creeks off Lake Erie.
I await warmer weather to lay canvas out on the gound and make a slopping mess outside as I paint. I'm definitely experiencing cabin fever.
Winter tends to bring introspection, and I've had all I can stand for a while.
