Once I was sitting in my favorite spot on the stone bench which looks out towards the mountains, and I somehow managed to get a shot of a blue jay in mid-flight; it was just changing directions before flying almost vertically into a tree.
Another one of my favorite experiences was a couple weeks ago, when I could see reflections of the sky on the cement right after it finished raining.
From some angles, the puddles almost looked like portals into another world.
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