One foot in. That is all I had to do to get started. I just had to put one foot into the snowy layer that covered the ground. As I stepped outside, I could feel the crisp, cold air rush against my face. It instantly brought out the red in my nose and cheeks. It was bit windy, and the air was chilly and sharp. Tiny white snowflakes fell on my hair and stayed there caught in my little trap. One foot in. In front of my feet I saw untouched, thick snow protecting everything below it like nature’s wintertime mother. Looking out, my view was suddenly muffled from the herd of snowflakes falling all around me, like I was in a snow globe that someone had just been shaking. Yet, I could make out the panoramic view of countless snowy pine trees with