As I sit at the computer to work on this column on a Tuesday morning, it is -3 degrees outside.

Not very comfortable.

But I know the temperature will gradually rise, so being outdoors will feel a lot better soon.

I wish I could say the same about the snow. Even in mid-March we have snow piles over  seven feet high on the sides of the driveway between all the farm buildings. The big turn-around circle in the middle is a mix of ice, frozen slush and snow at least four inches deep.

We were hoping the snow would gradually disappear and be almost gone by now, but it seems like every time we get a day that reaches above freezing, we get another snowfall.

Some people get really depressed when the weather keeps them stuck inside during the winter months.

But I’m not depressed.

I’m annoyed.

This spring we’re supposed to have our annual Easter event - an Easter egg hunt in the woods here at the farm.

Years ago we used to plan a big Christmas celebration with extended family members and friends. We’d rent a conference room in a hotel, have a big potluck dinner, play games and share dozens of presents.

But after having those plans ruined a few times because of bad weather, we decided we’d  no longer carry on that tradition.

We decided to make Easter our big annual get-together holiday instead because the weather is usually more cooperative in April. It’s been that way for the past seven or eight years.

As part of the celebration a few years back we decided to add a big Easter egg hunt along the trail that winds through our 60 acres of woods. Each winter we’d start the preparations - buying candy, gift cards and small gifts for each person who agrees to take part. Then we cut out eggs from different colored plastic sheets - 10 numbered eggs for each person.

Then a few days before Easter, me and my wife, Rita walk the 1.5-mile trail and staple the eggs to trees, bushes, fallen logs and anywhere else close by - nothing more than 10 feet off the trail so they can be spotted easily.

On Easter Sunday in the early afternoon, we lead the group on the trail while everyone searches for their colored eggs. The eggs are stapled in numerical order, so each person knows if they skipped one. It’s a lot of fun, especially for the kids. But all the adults appreciate the beautiful scenery along the trail as well.

When we get back to the house, each person gets a basket full of goodies. Then we have our Easter meal. It’s been that way for a few years now.

We’ve had as few as nine people and as many as 14. This year, 12 have committed to come to the get-together, including Rita’s son’s family of four from Florida. They’ve never been here for Easter, and it will be the first time all of Rita’s kids and grandkids will be taking part.

But now, as we look outside each day at the huge mounds of snow and the covered ground, we’re getting worried about how the hunt will go. We haven’t even walked in the woods since November, so we don’t know if there are deep drifts.

With about three weeks until Easter, is there enough time and warm weather ahead to melt a walkable path in the woods?

If the snow does melt in time, will there be big puddles and mud everywhere? Is there more snow ahead?

We checked the long-range forecast - some 40-degree days and some nights below freezing in the next three weeks. So we’re still not sure what will happen.

If the weather and conditions don’t improve we may be forced to try Plan B - a shorter hunt closer to the house and outbuildings.

Either way, I know everyone will have a great time.