more snow this afternoon. this is the time of year my love-hate relationship with snow peaks. it's beautiful in march - fat, fluffy, pillow-soft on the ground. whisper-quiet, it brightens the gray snowbanks from previous months. it sticks to trees but melts on main roads. but it covers grass and keeps growing things dormant. it necessitates winter things - hats and scarves, long coats and boots. watching this snow fall is mesmerizing and enchanting - but as i stand here in the march dusk, marveling at the beauty around me, i long for the change to spring.