Mother Nature is in the midst of a serious seasonal identity crisis in my part of the woods.  In the matter of five days, we have experienced a 50+ degree temperature swing, going from -15 degrees below zero, to a balmy 57 degrees and back down to 28 degrees.  The waterfalls on the farm don’t know whether they should freeze up or roar downhill to the river.  I think Mother Nature needs to kick her heels off, throw back a few shots of Mad Dog and relax.