I was playing with sir fluffy pants late in the day, sun slanting low over the garage. I was being blinded as I was throwing him the toy, and while usually not great light to photograph directly into, I snapped blind shots of LP running around anyway.
I got a lot of bit of nose and toy, washed out back paws leaping out the frame, black and white blur against larger blurs. But then I got this picture:
LP and I have become close friends this summer, maybe closer than we have been for the eleven years we've known each other. He's with me pretty much all the time and it's hard not to drop everything and cuddle, scratch, or wrestle with him. Dogs are pretty much the best thing in the world--along with husbands and gardens and family and friends and good food--and LP is easily in the top 2%.
I also got this picture, which I had to share. It's just his butt, but the way the sun is lighting it up. . . it hardly looks real. Am I wrong?
Seriously. It's lit like an aerial shot of the Swiss Alps.
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