For most gardeners this is the time of year when cabin fever is at its worst. There is little to be done in the yard. Planting is not an option. Weeding is impossible. And looking out the window watching the grass grow is nothing more than a joke.
This winter — which is much like the winters I remember from my youth — has set the media recalling great storms of the past, most often the Blizzard of 1978, which combined hurricane-force winds with a foot or more of snow.