If you live in an area where winter means having to deal with snow, and it takes up a not insignificant part of your daily schedule, February is usually when you start wishing for March. Or April. Or really, whenever the hell this crap will stop already.
I happen to be in a part of the country where we sometimes see snow start in October and continue until May, because apparently, skyborne ice crystals don’t pay attention to calendars. But if you live in such a place, you don’t have to spend 50% of your days cursing Mother Nature. You can totally get your rogue on with these badass projects instead.