March is the month that catches people off guard here. The storms that matter arrive late and wet, stacking heavy white onto trees that already believed in spring, and every shovel-load weighs like wet sand. Mow and Snow Colorado runs those mornings on Aurora's east side, out toward Murphy Creek where the wind has nothing standing in its way and drifts build across a driveway apron overnight. Walks get cleared down to the surface and treated where ice would otherwise set up in the afternoon shade. The street may be gone by noon under all that Colorado sun — but the drive has been open since before the first cup of coffee.