Dmitry Narkisovich Mamin-Sibiryak. Grey Neck (№ 324883)

Now it is real winter. The ground was covered with white carpet. There was not a single dark spot. Even the bare birch, alder, willow and Rowan out with frost, just the silvery fluff. And eating became even more important. They stood covered with snow, like wearing expensive, warm coat. Yeah, well, it was good all around; and the poor Grey Neck only knew one thing that this beauty is not for her, and trembled at the thought of her polynya are about to freeze and she had nowhere to go.