Last Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday about two feet of snow accumulated on the Front Range, leaving us with much needed moister, and in a slight state of seasonal confusion. It was by far the biggest storm of the year, not letting up much during the three days. It was the storm we were waiting for all winter, it just graced us with it’s presents a little later than expected. Though some springs at this same time year might be spent playing sand volleyball and wearing sandals, we had to settle for tubing and snowball fights this past week. But I’ll take it! It really was beautiful, and with the days still being longer than during most winter storms, we got to enjoy the sled hills longer. We took advantage of while it lasted, because in true Colorado fashion, most of the snow melted over the weekend, and Bill was golfing on Sunday afternoon…and of course today, as I type, it’s beginning to snow a bit again. This year my flip flops and my boots find them selves sitting next to each other by the front door waiting to see what the next day might bring. Crazy spring weather sure does keep you on your toes!