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Slushy Season, or The Long, Slow Break-Up - Spring in the Rockies can be like a good relationship going through a long break up.. At first the snow piles high and everything is transformed & clean white. It’s all beautiful, new, exciting and fresh. Eventually the romance begins to fade, new fallen snow is more of a hassle to shovel & plow than a joy to see.. Then it melts off, leaving things uglier, slushier, muddier than they were to begin with. Then it snows again, like a desperate one nighter, trying to reclaim a bit of winter’s passion. But it quickly flees again, it wasn’t meant to be, and it leaves another dirty, slushy mess behind.. And it will happen again, another quickie snowstorm before summer officially arrives, final break-up sex if you will.. I’m waxing poetic here, but if you’ve ever lived through a western Winter & Spring, or a really long and tedious break up, you know what I mean.