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  I took last week's forecast of "snowstorms at Easter"with a grain of salt.  Sure, I figured, if it does "snow" it will be a thin sprinkling of icing-sugar that melts away the minute it hits the ground.  So we spent Easter Saturday in the country, awash with springtime goodness, dreaming up  garden and summer plans, boys going on their first hike to the "Wild Square" (see this post), admiring the snowdrop flowers that had already pushed their way through the earth....