Connecticut, The Mud Pit State

March is fast approaching in CT and that can only mean one thing…mud season. The groundhog predicted that it was coming. I was reminded today that mud season may already be here when Miles bounded into the house covered in gobs of it. I think that we should rename CT, The Mud Pit State. Could you think of any better place to spend winter break? Well me too.  I often feel like mud season is a bit of a tease. You have a hint of warmth of the sun on your skin, but the earth isn’t quite ready for playtime yet.  Soon, a large posse of kids will be coming out of their indoor winter cocoons. Most will have grown a few inches. For photographers, this time of the year is a new beginning. We are readying our lenses to capture new life, new growth and rejuvenation of everything around us. I'll visit destinations that I have photographed many times before, and it will somehow seem new again. But first...It’s time to play in the mud. In this older photo, Peter enjoys a romp through the mud. Perhaps we should get out the Wellies and join him in his dance as he welcomes the warmth of the new season and the hope that it carries.