I drove north on Oracle this afternoon, and saw the flashing lights of a cop car pulled over on the right side of the road. I moved over a lane, as you're supposed to do out of courtesy, assuming that the cop had pulled someone over (as they are often wont to do in the police-infested speed trap that is Oro Valley).
Instead, I saw the officer standing in the moist air, his hands balancing on either side of his touch-screen cell phone, taking a picture of the mountain range and the storm cloud that had crept halfway down its face in preparation for the coming rain.
Colin said that it must be a sign that he was longing for a more creative profession, since your average cop doesn't stop to admire a beautiful landscape. Whatever the reason, it made me happy.