newbuzz...There is nothing like fresh, white snow in the late winter to bring out the kid in me. I suspect there are others who feel this way when the snow starts to fly. Whose tongue can resist lapping a dab of sky candy as it swirls to the ground? I love to watch as the muddy brown landscape disappears under a clean blanket of snow. Being the one who makes the first footprints in the yard or the parking lot is worth all the shoveling and window scraping that follows. I love the snow, even though I hate it.