It's April 11 and we are in the middle of a "Winter Storm Warning." I awoke to sleet, snow and reckless drivers. Stories of spinouts, flipped trucks and gridlock greeted me during the morning commute. We are hardy folk in MN, but we're ready for the respite the accompanies spring. This has absolutely nothing to do with impressionism, it's simple a brief vent in the midst of another endless winter.