We have a few more weeks until the March equinox, which marks the “official” end of winter. And anyone who’s lived in Colorado for any amount of time know that winter never actually ends in March. In fact, often Father Winter is just biding his time until March, waiting for the birds to sing, the sun to warm a little bit, and folks to get excited about getting outside and then BLAMMO, a foot of snow dropped right before a Monday morning commute and on the first day of your ki