While we get more snow and a blast of bone cold arctic air I sit in wait. It shouldn't be long now. If we are luck the ice will clear out before march, I have yet to catch a fish this month. I feel that warmth is coming though. There are more songbirds about than usually are present this time of year, and as I type the sun has broken out and is filtering through my window. Yes, it won't be long now. In two or three weeks I may be sitting stream side holding my fly rod and trying to keep my hands thawed out after releasing a gorgeous little wild jewel. One can only hope.