Spring is the time to be creative.
Linking snow patches is an unheralded art. Look for grass. If no grass, look for stumps. If no stumps, aim for the round rocks. If only sharp rocks, grin and bear it. Keep a file and a stick of p-tex handy.
Some insist on always removing their skis to cross dry patches. I remember clearly the day I learned better:
We post-holed toward a ridgeline as an early June thunderstorm rolled in. Our camp was on the other side--dry tents, cold beer. The air tasted metal. At the top, we threw on our skis in a controlled panic and made tracks for the basin below, only to find our way blocked by boulders and talus. As we hemmed and hawed at the first transition, a bolt sizzled out of a dark cloud and smote with biblical fury the ridge where we'd just been standing. Suddenly we found we could ski those rocks after all.
Thus can pure fear inspire sudden ability. But I try to keep in practice, just in case.