The trend is our friend as they say. Soon those numbers will be 60s and 70s, with the occasional mood dampening kick in the gut, back door cold front to knock us down a few pegs. At some point, the avalanche of warmth will no longer be contained and we’ll be sweatily swatting away flies and mosquitoes while the powder dude is showing off his last few moldy snow piles in a last ditch effort to summon the dastardly snow gods for one last hurrah!