Rain on the mound

It helps if I think of these things not as photographs but more like those finger-smeared pastel or charcoal drawings I used to do because I couldn't work a paintbrush and couldn't think in colour (or at least not in the ways of colour that art tutors seem to want you to think about. You know, where you pretend to see colours that aren't there. Like there's blue in an apple or yellow in the face of a person with a functioning liver).

Maybe it's the rainy morning gloom but there's no doing anything at less than ISO 12800. Even then we're down at 1/5 second. Still, it helps with the smeariness.