For me, winter seems to be an archaic season; one existing only in my memory. I recall mountains of snow to my left and right. Snow always underfoot. A blanket of white in a 360 degree panoramic view. Today, it is wind and rain mixed with cool temperatures that barely get below freezing. The warming has begun. But did it evolve slowly since my childhood or did it start much earlier and any attempt to turn back the warming of the earth would be an act of futility? The damage is done.