Narrator: It was a bright, sunny morning on one of the last days of summer. Something new was coming to Tarrytown... Narrator: And that something was... Brenda: (from o.s.) Fall! (Her arm comes into view with a paintbrush in hand.) That's what I call this painting, Jay Jay. Narrator: So, Jay Jay took off to find the first newly colored leaf of fall. Narrator: He flew right over Tarrytown National Park, the place in Tarrytown that had the most trees. He looked everywhere for a sign of new color. Narrator: Soon, Jay Jay was spotted by little Snuffy the Skywriter. Jay Jay: Huh?