The wind is blowing, the sky is blue. The snow is gone, a farmer on his four-wheeler just ran through the subdivision to his other fields, and the teens across the street are playing basketball in the driveway. I have the windows open, even if it's only 54 degrees, and I can hear my wind chimes singing. Tomorrow it might snow and there is always a chance for really cold temps, but for now we have springtime in the Rockies.
This will play out until late April when things really do start greening and growing. But this is what we get here for now-the hope for something better.