Spending the day with the in-laws, my husband took us to the volcano which is called Mount Rainier, but which he insists is called Tahoma.
Driving up to Paradise, we saw snow along the side of the road about five minutes before the top, and it continued down the other side well towards two lakes, the first of which was still over half frozen.
We arrived at the trailhead at 10:00AM, grabbing the very last parking spot. The trees were incredibley big, but the trail is very short; not too much excercise. Only dangers/annoyances were the mosquitoes (I wouldn't go back until late September) and a very talkative ranger.
Driving back over Paradise (and below, the parking lot was full), we stopped to play in the snow (about six feet deep). In retrospect, it would have been better to just entered the park from highway 12 and crossed the park only once (a long drive back and forth).
The mountain is much lower than Popo and Ishta back home, but still very impressive, alone and surrounded by the thick forest of the park.