Sometimes, when the sun has just come up, when the air is clean, when I think (but what do I know?) it is great light for photography, I'll stand up at the far wall of the Barton Springs Pool, interrupting my lap, pausing to look down over the edge into the doggy-paddle pool
just in case. It happened that I was leading this particular lap this morning -- my 6th of 6,
itrithere4iam's 7th of 8 (!) -- I pulled into the wall, stood up and peered over. Jeremiah, right behind me, did exactly the same, unprompted, him adding "nice light for a naked photo shoot" ... (great minds thinking alike? Or simply that's where thoughts wander in a long swim?) But nope, not today ...