Notes

The icy breeze whistles around my ears and makes me shiver. I here the birds tweeting high up in the treetops. The trees seem to be bowing to me as they carry the heavy load of snow and ice. I see the icicles dangling from the tree branches, and the washing line. The grass all frosty and glittery like a fairy has sprinkled fairy dust all over it. The snow untouched as it lays on the roof and fence. The water which was on the sandpit all frozen like a big shard of glass. The trampoline is like a mini ice ring. I'm freezing cold my fingers are numb and I cant feel my ears, but its all a good feeling to have. The snow is gently falling on my nose and makes me want to stick my tongue out. The air is fresher than any other day, and also its much quitter than normal. It looks like a piece of art on a white canvas. Every time I breath it looks like a smoke grenade has been thrown because of the amount of steam coming out of my mouth. The trees are bare with no leafes just a coat of white snow. But I also see some yellow snow mixed with the white blanket of snow.