In December, giant snowflakes cover the facade of Sak's Fifth Avenue, which is directly across from Rockefeller Center. Every fifteen minutes or so, the snowflakes come to life, blinking on and off in time to music, performing a syncopated dance. For a few minutes, the snowflakes lure the crowd's attention away from the skating rink with its gigantic sparkling tree. I like to park myself halfway in between, in the midst of the rows of trumpeting angels, looking back at the dancing snowflakes. Even the longtime residents of New York stop for a minute, turning their faces up into the frosty night air, knowing that all this holiday magic will disappear on January 2.
