It seems a bit serendipitous that the first flakes to fall are on a "1, 2, 3" date...
...and leaves still cling to the trees. The contrast of color seems magical, unlike a true winters snow that leaves shades of gray everywhere.
This dusting is brief, fleeting. By dusk it will be but a memory. Just enough to remind us once again it's time to change; change into a new season. The beginning of winter in New York is shepherded in by a colorful snow fall! Let the magic begin!
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