Like many, I love being outside just after it rains. Cash and I went for a walk this morning. The leaves around here stay on the trees so long, but a few more came down with the rain this morning. I had to get down low for this shot. I should have gotten down lower, actually laid down, but I was being a weenie and didn't want to get the entire front side of me wet. But as it was, I practically had my cheek on the walkway, with bottoms up (I know, not a pretty picture), on a deserted trail, and wouldn't you know it, a delivery truck came through the cul-de-sac behind me and could see me from afar. I didn't hear the truck stop. I just heard someone calling loudly, "ma'am... ma'am". So up I came and let him know I was just taking a picture. He had gotten out of his truck and was coming toward me. He said he was worried I had fallen down. I assured him I was fine and thanked him for stopping and checking on me. So I guess if I'm going to be laying down on a trail, I probably should have someone other than my dog with me, to reassure the passersby.