A thunderstorm brews to the east of Witch Hazel, far enough away I had plenty of time to get off the trails before the storm arrived.
📷: Nikon Z 7II | Nikon 24-70mm f/4
🗓️: August 7, 2022
Scratcher of heads, rubber of bellies
In late July a mix of sand and rain blows towards Tom’s Thumb and the McDowell Mountains, meaning there was only one place you’d find Trixie: under the covers of our bed, hiding until the monsoon passes. The second picture was taken at sunset a few days later in more cat-friendly weather. With the arrival of October she’s safe for another year, as the winter rains tend to be a lot more gentle.