I was taking pictures of cloud reflections in the pond, sort of absorbed, but remembered to watch where I was walking in case of snakes and when I looked up a yellow cat was watching me from the other side of Bill's boat. I thought it was the wild mother cat and since I don't want to scare her unnecessarily, I started backing away and avoiding eye contact. When I was almost to the other end of the pond I realized that wild cats don't have a flea collars. It was Camron's cat. Anyway he or she, I don't know which and I don't know its name, is a good friend and helped take the rest of the pictures.
Great sky. The perfect color of blue but I think the white clouds make that happen.