This is a sort of dreamy rendition of a photo I took on a local jogging trail. It winds 3 miles around a golf course. Since everything is a little blurred by the wetness, I captured that with rapid strokes and wet-on-wet blends. During a downpour, I sheltered in a gazebo until deciding it wasn't going to stop. So I took off running toward the parking lot and got good and soaked. No sooner did I arrive than it was suddenly blue skies. Moral: good things come to those who wait.