I present a passage from House of Anansi‘s Winter: Five Windows on the Season by Adam Gopnik.
For the final truth about snowflakes is that they become more individual as they fall; that, buffeted by wind and time, they are translated, as if by magic, into ever stranger and more complex patterns, until at last they touch earth. Then, like us, they melt.

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