We had quite a bit of spineless snow overnight. It had no determination, no stick-to-it-iveness. I shouldn’t complain, because I know the neighbors were pleased. My feet were happy, too, because there was no black ice lurking to surprise us when we walked. The sun was just coming up when we headed down our street. On the second day of Spring, the toy camera wanted to record snow on the mountain, still sticking to the ground at higher elevations.