Every winter, I bring in quince branches to force. (That sounds so harsh - I like to think of it as coaxing.) This winter was so mild that it was only after pruning some by necessity just over a week ago that I realized I hadn't done it yet. Since it's usually out of desperation for something hopeful and spring-like, this was a nice change. Speaking of change, the time change is this coming weekend. Won't that be lovely?