Cell Phone Olympics

I had two leashed dogs pulling me down the sidewalk. There was a magnificent sky ahead underscored by the winter scape of bare tree branches (note, there is a palm tree on the left–this is California).  I put the leashes in my right hand and groped for my cell phone with my left hand–found it in a vest pocket. Held my breath after shouting a  sit command–only one of the dogs accepts commands. Push. Couldn’t tell if I got a photo–it was time to move on. I like the result, considering the circumstances.