Living in the far north I have experienced this time of year often, with the first snow appearing as though it was a light dusting of powdered sugar on my morning french toast. Like the few colorful minutes of a sunset, the mix of light snow collecting in the curves of dying leaves or nestled on pine boughs, its rarity amongst the colors of fall make it fleeting and special. Catching it suspended over open water, Wayne, makes it doubly so. An instant fave for me.

-nik

Love the contrast from Autumn to Winter here Wayne even though it's still Fall:)

This is very good, a good contrast of mother nature at work. tigs=^..^=

Nik - thanks for the colorful and poetic description, your words paint a beautiful picture.