My Perfect Dream Place A white, fluffy snow covers peaks like a fuzzy, thick blanket. The snow is like a big overstuff pillow ripped apart, spilling white cotton over everything. It is snow so fluffy that when laid down on it makes one believe that they are in heaven, floating around the sky on a feathery cloud. The mountains look like a picture out of National Geographic. There is not one sign of human disturbance anywhere. The mountain creek only flows when the sun is warm enough to melt some of the snow.