Snow Being goes by many names: Little Foot, since she or he leaves no trace; Snow Drop, since he or she appears only when snowflakes stick to the Earth just so; Fare-Thee-Well, since perfection is its natural state. Nobody knows where Snow dwells, although there are those who say there is a darkened burrow near an unknown station in a tunnel of the IRT. The scary, wide-eyed snow being is seldom seen, and often considered to be a myth. Nobody knows the temperament of Snow; nobody interferes; nobody photographs, nobody records for fear of ramifications. However, as we know, absolutely nothing, can deter our fearless and sensitive photographer from the action scene--not snow, not cold, not a scary situation. Hark! Sensing danger, our Brave Photographer rushes outside, and Lo! There is Snow Being, creeping with perplexity toward a dark, round something in the road. Our photographer, confused by Snow's hesitation, looks carefully. There, in the middle of the snow-lined tra
