It doesn't snow in Portland very often. A light dusting is a big deal.
So, when I saw that it was snowing this morning (ahem... afternoon), and actually sticking, I immediately set about to dress in my warmest clothes so I could go outside and take some pictures. As I was adding the finishing touches to my snow day ensemble, I caught a glimpse of bright yellow rays streaming through my bedroom curtains.
Drat. The sun was out. The snow started to melt immediately. I'm glad I was able to get out when I did, but I missed all the glorious fluffy falling flakes.