It is spring in my part of the world, though the snow I’ve found on my car for the past couple of days would beg to differ. One of the good things about snow this time of year is that I know it won’t last. I must, grudgingly, admit that it is beautiful. I spent some time with friends last night at a cabin on a small lake. After spending time together, I spent some time gazing at the lake. With all of the ice gone, the lake rippled gently. Against this backdrop, the trees that lined the lake were dusted in snow. The contrast between the nearly calm lake…