Raindrops in the pond

When it's raining lightly like it has been over the past several days, Callie doesn't mind it at all. After all, her breed originates from southern Scotland, and I expect it's quite wet up there. So we're used to walking in the rain, around (and through) the puddles, and through the tall, wet grass around the vineyards.

The pond outside our back gate. If you look closely, you can see the little raindrops.

When it's really wet, I tend to stick to the dirt (mud) road and let Callie romp around through the grass and the low spots. She's been getting more confident about running around the edges of the vineyard on her own, meeting up with me on the other side. She usually knows where I am and I can see her moving through the vines. After the vines leaf out fully I won't be able to see her any more, but she will still know I'm there.