Creative writing #2 - Winter

It was just after sun rise in late December. The sun was shining and the was blue without a cloud in sight. The ground was covered in snow that had was newly fallen. The limbs on the trees were still with no movement. As I opened the door I could feel the cold go throughout my body, it was instant. My fingers started to throb and my nose felt like an icicle. I could barely move my lips as the steam escaped through them. Finally I approached the car barely able to open the door. As I finally loosened the door away from the car as it creaked open. I put the key in the ignition and turned. It just growled a few times then finally it started. I then put the defrost on and closed the door. As I made my way back to the front door I felt stiff, as if I was never going to make it up those steps. Once inside I just stood there trying to thaw out before I had to adventure back out into that torturous cold.