A Winter of Fethers

I am trying to write a nature poem for a contest, it's going to be about the trees in winter and how they look. I haven't got far at all, OK I have three words... Crystallized, stiff, sparkling... pathetic I know. I want it to tell how the trees look like feathers and every time they change they look like a different kind of feather. But I can't find the words to put it together and it's due in February! If you win you get a trip to DC.
I think it should sound something like this...
I looked at all the different trees that winter and imagined they where feathers...
White, crisp and sparkling.
Straight but small, dotted with brown.
I imagine them belonging to a young eagle soaring above my head.
Crystallized and stiff.
Long and ovaled.
I imagine a owl, silently flying in the night.
As the weather warms up I imagine the young eagle's feathers change from frosty white to brown.
Later I imagine the owl flies away,
and is replaced by colorful song birds with green all over.
Around August I imagine that most of the song birds fly south,
but others stay longer,
now there is red, orange and a little brown.
The first snow comes,
and I imagine the owls come back,
crystallized and stiff,
long, oval shaped and silent,
they fly in the dark.
I imagine more eagle feathers,
white and sparkling,
a little brown,
still straight but this time tall.
As the sesons change I still imagine but I'll never forget my first winter of feathers.

So what do you think so far? I have to have 32 lines. So it's a work in progress.