People moan about February but, as an undergrad pal said every year, it goes like a bat out of hell. Three weeks to March and the weather at a balmy -5 needs no hat or chin-zipped parka. We are closer to leaves coming out than falling and it will be in the twenties here someday within a few weeks if only for that freakish day every year that sees you get that sunburn under the chin and on the shins, sun reflected on snow as you walk around outside too long in shorts.