It was just like a real snowstorm yesterday morning -- the driving flakes stuck to sidewalks, covered the grass and blew down the back of your neck.
On Montague Street in Brooklyn Heights, St. Ann and the Holy Trinity Church looked the way it looked during snowstorms in the 1840's, when horse-pulled wagons clip-clopped by.
Cranberry Street was very quiet.
But it was just a little snowstorm. By noon, the white-trimmed tree limbs and soft blanketed gardens were just a memory.
Photos by MK Metz
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