It’s been raining steadily here all morning. Which means it is cold. And wet. And I hear sirens every so often signaling yet another traffic accident, as southern Californians have no idea how to drive in anything but perfect weather. Luckily for me, I am home this morning, waiting for a service repair person to come out to the house. I am also eating soup, piling on my sweaters, and listening to the rain. Awesome.
I spent a little time this morning photographing some miniatures for a personal project and the dogs came over to investigate. While Sasha got bored rather quickly, Shadow stayed and stared out the window. I snapped a few shots of him as the light was dramatically beautiful. I wonder what goes through that old, fuzzy head of his? Out of all three of our dogs, Shadow is the oldest and slowest, but perhaps wisest as well. It was good to spend some time with the old man, staring out at the rain.
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