One damp day last week I took Wendy and Trey for a walk along the water's edge near Shore Road.
The fine rain had stopped, but droplets still clung to the grass,
and collected on the leaves of sea side plants, and magically just sat there.
My efforts to capture these images were often interrupted by Trey.
"Throw my ball. Throw my ball. Throw my ball".
Dogs have no artistic appreciation.