Unexpected heavy snow in the middle of March altered our Sedona plans. Thoughts of exploring the parched red rock landscape beneath deep blue skies ended. Instead we hunkered inside the aluminum shell of our Airstream trailer for days keeping warm until the late winter blizzard passed. When we finally emerged it was Sedona as we never had seen it. A blanket of snow covered the valley and fringed the steep rust red rocks. The snow would take a few days to sublime and clear. Until then we were treated to Sedona splotched with white patches. Was it better than the dry Sedona that we are used to? Different is not always better. But never lament an experience just because it varies from the expected.