Pretty in Pastels

Can we take a moment and talk about how misleading the phrase “Old Man Winter” is? Whenever I saw him in story books or Campbell Soup commercials he’s this sweet old rag-tag grandpa, bundled up in a Civil War looking trench and blowing in some kid’s ear. He’s like some elderly neighbor that coincidentally has frost bitten skin and doesn't give a flying fig for personal space. So. Misleading. When you’re out there on the Tundra that is Michigan Avenue, do you think there’s this wrinkly old man doing a hobbly skip next to your side, and sprinkling frost from his finger tips? Nein. What I see instead is an angrily gnarled scrooge, whacking anyone on...