One of the things I love about Greyhounds is the muscle and bone. It’s right there. Underneath their thin skins.

As Winchester lay in the sun, I photographed him with my new macro lens. His feet remind me of the Badlands of North Dakota. He is a landscape.

Mountain.

Valley.

Strange surfaces like parched and cracked dirt where water once was.

Wacky third eyelids… Okay that’s not a landscape thing. But check out his wacky third eyelid!