In wonderful winter the fields of lush GREEN grass are covered in FROST and snow. Even though the snow is light and fluffy, it’s HEAVY on my feet when I try to start RUNNING. The old rusty CARAVAN -abandoned by its owners in the distant field- is covered in a thick blanket of snow, making it blend in with its breath taking surroundings. The snow crumbles in my gloved hands like a fluffy cloud in the sky. A glittery snowman shimmering under the moonlight by the road side waves at cars as they splash sludge onto the path and him!