Windblown Dog

The sand was whipping across the beach filling in the excavations left above the high water mark by small children. The wind doesn't bother Trooper, in fact he seems to relish the wind in his fur and doesn't worry about sand getting into his one eye the way I do.

I had photographed a fantastic wedding in Edinburgh earlier in the day. When I get back from the city I enjoy getting the wind in my fur too.

19th June09, High Newton, 7pm