I'm on a hot deadline and shouldn't stop, but this is too fabulous. Despite the little sun in the Manhattan weather box on AOL, it's snowing here. Great big flakes from a silver sky are swirling slowly past the pale pink cherry blossoms outside my window. A willow covered with tiny yellow-green leaves droops behind the cherry. The bark of the maple tree is black with damp, and single drops of water hang off its branches. A bare, red-armed shrub is waving like seaweed in front of a slate wall. And here comes a black squirrel stopping and starting along the wooden fence. Any minute now this will be just rain, and I'll go back to my editing. But wow.