Steer Into It

I spent a little more than 16 years of my adult life in Wisconsin and Minnesota, and those winters there are still very much a part of me. Living in the North Country, I looked for the arrival of winter sometime around Thanksgiving and really didn’t expect to see bare turf again until sometime in March. Snow and cold came and stayed, and any late January or early February thaw only served to make the remaining days of winter seem colder and longer.