Drookit

Dimairt and I went out for a walk, in between the showers, and it was really glorious. It has been ages since we did our 'usual' walk, and it felt good to revisit old haunts. I did the usual stick-throwing into the river, and tried all the time to get a good action shot, all the while experimenting with the new lens.

In the end, however, I chose this one. Somehow, Dimairt doesn't quite look like himself, but I was pleased that I caught him just as he turned round. He was looking to me for help - where did you throw that blasted stick, then?

P.S. Drookit - soaked to the skin!