Frozen Air

       As I walked through the stark white landscape I could feel the frozen air pushing through my many layers of coats, as I slowly trudged through the field. I could see the bushes and trees weighed down by the ice crystals clinging to there limbs. I could here birds chirping away, looking for food in what to them seems to be a white wasteland. As I raised my head, I opened my mouth to taste the gently falling snow flakes falling down from the sky. My favorite part of snow is the smell. The smell of frozen air, so fresh and cool it should be used as medicine!