March

it's only the 12th but already march has proved its mettle. on the first we had a storm that dropped the lightest sweetest powder in years. champagne powder like you get in utah. the cross country and downhill skiing were the best i've ever seen in this typically wet-snow neck of the woods.

within days there was no evidence the snow had ever fallen and by the 7th we were cycling in shorts and tee shirts on dry roads.

today was brisk but the sky bold and the sun spring-warm on our winter faces.

ah, the change of seasons... in a fortnight.