It’s not supposed to snow in March! We got another 5 or 6 inches today. It’s over now, and we shoveled most of it just before noon. I think Riley is tired of it, too. We were playing out front, and when he was done, he headed to the house at a fast trot (a hop-trot really, since his trot doesn’t look so horse-like anymore). Sadly (for him, hilariously for us), he found a slick spot on the edge of the driveway, lost his footing, and faceplanted into the snow in the front yard. He’s not hurt, just embarrassed. Now we’re all hanging out in front of the fire, working and napping and dreaming of summer.