Winter in Portland is always a rather amorphous, vague season, one that sometimes feels more like a transition between fall and spring than anything unique in and of itself. The color palette, perhaps, is distinct, as the gray of the rain and green of the moss and evergreens are left isolated:
It's also a good time of year to notice the little details, ones that may have been obscured with leaves previously:
However, that's not to say that the Canyon is lacking all of these other colors - given the rare sunny day the place lights right up.
Winter doesn't really mean lifeless; there is plenty of fauna frolicking about that is much easier to see without all the foliage.
But we've also got hints of the incoming spring - skunk cabbage sprouting through leaves rotting from last fall, for example:
So - enjoy winter while it lasts, whatever it consists of. :-) Spring posts, if the proliferation of green things sprouting underfoot are any indication, are likely forthcoming.
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All photographs taken by the author of this article.
It's also a good time of year to notice the little details, ones that may have been obscured with leaves previously:
However, that's not to say that the Canyon is lacking all of these other colors - given the rare sunny day the place lights right up.
Winter doesn't really mean lifeless; there is plenty of fauna frolicking about that is much easier to see without all the foliage.
But we've also got hints of the incoming spring - skunk cabbage sprouting through leaves rotting from last fall, for example:
So - enjoy winter while it lasts, whatever it consists of. :-) Spring posts, if the proliferation of green things sprouting underfoot are any indication, are likely forthcoming.
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All photographs taken by the author of this article.
