This is Mitch. At least, I think it’s Mitch. I met him once at a distant family member’s farm during a funeral reception. I wasn’t close to the deceased and even less close to the surviving family so I opted to spend most of my time on their giant porch, sitting with Mitch, their gorgeous Golden Retriever. He took to me instantly. He was perfectly on board with my idea of doing nothing at this reception but eating tiny sandwiches, sleeping and staring at distant cows. I wound up staying out there the entire afternoon with Mitch and took this picture as we were getting ready to leave. The late afternoon sun, streaming over the grass and shooting through the rails made perfect shadow play on the porch and set Mitch’s red coat on fire. (Figuratively) He was even sitting at the perfect angle to really catch the light. It was just gorgeous–Low angle, warm, textured sunlight and a very patient model.
Good boy, Mitch.
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