I suppose there is a first time for everything.... But snow in the fly tying room (aka the rear porch overlooking the middle prong of the LPR) is new to me.

White stuff blowing across my tying table while making a size 14 BH sulphur nymph with my favorite Antron/squirrel dub from Spirit River (which is now in short supply and not seemingly available locally).

Been tying outside since late February... yeah cold fingers but most often tie my first fly of the day while my coffee is brewing around 5 AM.... this is ridiculous for this time of year.

Where is Byron's "Angler's Spring"?