Maybe it's wrong when we remember breakthroughs to our own being as something that occurs in discrete, extraordinary moments. Maybe falling in love, the piercing knowledge that we ourselves will someday die, and the love of snow are in reality not some sudden events; maybe they were always present. Maybe they never completely vanish, either. ~Peter Høeg, "Smilla's Sense of Snow"
It might seem odd, to include such a wintery image in the midst of spring, but let me tell you this: the above image is actually from only a couple of weeks ago, when the plum trees were in full bloom, the daffodils up and the crocuses almost past their season. I had agreed to meet Holly downtown to photograph the budding cherry trees, but a cold snap in Portland gave us fog and snow in the hills... so we went in search of winter weather instead.
Here's Holly's video from that day.
Image made with a Hasselblad 500 C/M.