The veering of the snowflakes under the street lights made me think how nice it would be if we were totally covered by white drifts.

The billowing clothes stretched out on the line look limp against the brilliant white drifts.

Behind him, glittering snowflakes swept in through the shattered window, forming tiny white drifts on his desk.

Big, white drifts heaped themselves about the little house, and palms of frost covered its windows.

Dawn that day was clear, the wind hardly moving, and nothing in the white drifts below looked like the remains of a snowcat.

Just white drifts of freshly fallen snow touched by moonlight, painting an illusion of life over a town too stubborn to admit it was dead.

There was low cloud, white drifts of mist close down on the ice.

The pure white drifts of snow against the door of the hut convinced me that nobody had been that way recently.

The wind had blown all night, sculpting the heavy snow into enormous white drifts.

The black figure came into view against a jostling white drift.