I can’t wait for summer. winter in Greymouth it is raining like icicles dripping on a warm winter day also grey gloomy and windy but also sometimes sunny like a pleasant radiant day but with a fresh cold briskey breeze. Although you can’t go swimming as much in winter you can still play sports. Sometimes I imagine the cold white fresh snow powdering the ground like a baker briskly powdering a brown cake with icing sugar. The soft but brisk frost covers the car and as I wipe it off my hand send sharp sleek shivers down my hand.