Taste
Fresh, watery, icy
Smell
Sharp in my nose when I breath in
Log fire – my sister’s just lit
Sight
Wind, blowing snow,
The snow settling so quickly
trees bending and twisting.
Could not see for white snow.
Hearing
No animals
Windy
trees rustling
Windows cracking
Touch
The cold wet window when
looking out at the soft
flaky snow.
Shapes
Flower pots which the snow
filled look like snowmen.
The first blizzard I can remember. My mum and dad often talk about the blizzards they have seen but now I have seen a blizzard too.