Canid at dawn

Color distortion caused by the City's horrible street lights (cobra-head luminaires) washed out fine detail, but the profile was beautiful. Before dawn this morning, one of the resident foxes (urocyon cinereoargenteus) came trotting all the way across the street, saw me, made a right-angle turn, and headed down the gutter, picking up speed only upon turning into the side street. It had been a while.