North Jersey is white, snow white. Snow started falling early Saturday morning, just after mid-night. Guess what I saw this morning!!
Sprites!! See them? They’re darting between the branches. Here the hum of their wings? They’re harvesting the snow. It’s special snow: fresh snow, new snow. But they don’t harvest all of it. Sprites search for particular flakes of snow. Only these flakes will do. They build their cities with them, cities far to the north where winter lingers. Do you see them? They’re there. I promise.