The house was blanketed in a thick layer of snow. The pure white snow clung to every surface, transforming the once familiar house into a peaceful winter wonderland. The snow weighed heavily on the roof, creating a picturesque scene that belonged in a postcard. The windows were frosted over, their icy patterns resembling delicate artwork. Snowdrifts had formed against the sides of the house, obscuring the lower portions of the walls. The front yard was a sea of untouched snow, waiting for footprints or tire tracks to disrupt its pristine surface. The hush of winter filled the air, as if the snow had muffled all sounds, leaving only the occasional soft thud as the snowflakes continued to fall. The house, amidst the winter landscape, stood as a sturdy refuge against the cold, surrounded by nature's frosty embrace.
