After temperatures in near 100 last weekend, Southern California had a day that felt straight out of February: cold, rainy, with snow in the mountains. TInto spent the day indoors while I ran errands, then sat around the office while I worked on a photo montage. By the end of the day, he was aching to go outside and do something. He’s got a whole protocol for letting me know this: first he comes over and just stands next to my leg. Then he bumps my leg with his nose. If that doesn’t work he stands up on my hip. And if that doesn’t work, he starts fiddling with his toys, under the desk, right on top of the computer’s surge protector. That normally gets my attention!
So during a break in the rain, I took him down to the tennis court to play herd-the-ball, one of his favorite games. The court was wet, and I sighed, knowing I’d have a sopping wet terrier in the office when we were done. But as we got down there, I realized that the water on the court was producing fabulous reflections. I ran back to the house, eyeing the black clouds, and grabbed the camera. We only had a few minutes before the sky opened up again, but here you go:
If you stare at it long enough, it will move.