Winter

We are learning to describe. I found it tricky to make my sentences make sense.

Outside, the beautiful mountains sat still. The freezing air came straight to my face making it cold and red. Branches broke falling onto the ground and made crunchy noises when you stepped on them. Snow fell right to my face and hands making them cold and wet. The clouds were so white that you could barely even see them. The grass was stiff, damp and cold.