Great snow photography tip

Here’s what I learned today about taking photos of snow: don’t wait. Especially if you live in Oregon’s Willamette Valley. By the time I roused myself to pick up my camera and venture outside, melting had made an appearance.

You’ll have to trust me. The trees were beautiful. All white, instead of green. I’d compose a haiku in lieu of the missing photos, but I never can remember how many syllables go on each line.

Anyway, there’s something else the snow told me. You can’t stop things from changing. Snow, or anything else. But you can get on board the Change Express and chug along with the present.

So after grieving for a minute or two at my failure to capture the maxi-snow, I seized the moment to photograph the mini remainder.

Our garden frog never stops smiling, snow or no

Heather blooming, snow covering

Bench. Melting.

Last gasp of pagoda snow

Rhodies, snowies

Snowy stump circle