Unless there’s some huge spring snowstorm, today was most definitely the last day of sledding in the woods. The snow melted as we walked upon it, and our favorite sledding hill is really mostly slush.

I'm feeling the late-February doldrums. It's the time of year when I just wish summer would hurry up and show her warm and sunny face. But I know even though the weather forecast shows the temps will mostly be above freezing the next 7-10 days, Old Man Winter won’t give up so easily. He blows his icy breath as late into the year as he possibly can. As the sun stays longer in the sky, he loosens his grasp just a bit, but never really, truly lets go.

If I’ve learned anything over the last year, it’s that these woods of ours are our happy place when the doldrums start to sink in. So today we grabbed our hats and coats, found the thinner snow pants tucked away for these late winter days, and headed to the woods with the sled in tow.