For years I've been telling friends the strange story of how I was sitting in my kitchen on a warm summer night when suddenly it started snowing like hell for maybe one minute, stopped just as suddenly, and immediately melted. I knew I'd taken a couple of snapshots right after, but couldn't remember where I put them. Well, I stumbled on them just now, and noticed that the time stamp is September 8, 2001, three days before 9/11. I'm sure the two have nothing to do with one another, but they're both mind-boggling things that came from the sky within a couple of days of each other, so, um... there 'ya go!