here is another riddle I came up with.
In the olden days, I was feared, for my name meant certain death.
Nowadays I describe the gentle wind's cold breath.
when you are young, you hate me, for I always mean more work,
when you are older, you appreciate me, the craftsman's handiwork.
I am quite the riddle, for I am both wet and dry.
So tell me, puzzle solvers: What am I?
Good luck to everyone except @QuantumTwinkie.
I have added the
wordplay tag as a bit of a hint, I should have had that before.