It is spring here in Montana mountains when the snow (like it did last nigh) comes down in a wetter, thicker, heavier blanket that coats every branch and twig, breaking the trees and sending boughs onto the street. The tips of some bulbs against the south foundation concrete wall are now buried under a wet blanket of snow. This will go on until about June, with melt, growth, snow, and a cycle of more breaking branches as budding tree leaves carry a heavier blanket of snow.