Isn't it wonderful to tramp down the country lanes on a frosty winter day? Everything is white with snow and it crunches under your feet. The rime sparkles on the branches and the icicles like precious diamonds hang from the roofs of the houses.
It's merry time for both children and grown-ups. They can go skating and skiing, sledding and having a fight with snowballs or making a snowman. I suppose, it is very pleasant while the frost lasts, an unpleasant time comes when the thaw begins.
Volga becomes covered by a thick layer of ice and many people make of walk on foot or on a ski for the river. The wood covered with snow, sleeps! And only sometimes this great silence breaks up by a frosty wind!
