Old Man Winter is quick

I used to dread winter.

I don’t anymore.

Like most everything else these days, it passes too quickly.

I’ll admit that last winter, which stretched well into April, was a bit much, but it only made spring shorter.

As a kid growing up in southern Indiana I always looked forward to winter because if it snowed, we usually got out of school. Unfortunately snow was rare in that part of the country.

Then I moved to Cooke City and found out what winter was really about at 7,700-feet elevation. It would snow for days and days, and when I wasn’t out on my skis I was usually huddled close to the wood sto...