I have been an extreme lazy butt this winter and have neglected my winter stomps. Yesterday the temps were finally above freezing and there were no more excuses. I went out to see my tree at Bicentennial Woods. It's still there and the staghorns that give it such personality are hanging tough. There wasn't much to see in the woods, but that was OK. It was enough just to be out burning off some calories and breathing in all that fresh cold oxygen. I loved the sun coming through the trees, it looked like winter lace.