56/365: Puddle Jumping
As a kid, I can remember feeling like there was a force, akin to a magnetic pull, that drew me to puddles like a moth to a flame. Seriously, I can’t remember how many days I came home after school or after playing in the evening, soaking wet. But it was a lot. And it was from head to toe. And as often as not, with my “school clothes” on. I’d drop my books home and off I’d go, usually before Mom could catch me to remind me to change clothes. To be a kid again… your biggest concern is to get together with your friends a.s.a.p. so you can run through the woods, hop on rocks all along the length of a stream (falling all along the way), or splash each other with puddles as you walked along, destination: nowhere/anywhere. Goal: laugh, have fun, getting hurt is optional. Now I’ve got bills. Sucks. Oh mindlessness, you left so quickly (please, no comments from the smart asses).
On the plus side – I can drive now. I can do pretty much whatever I want! But still… still… still I can’t resist puddles. Seriously! I’ll be driving along and I’ll look for puddles that are sort of on the road and I’ll hit them just for the splash. Amy looks at me like I’ve lost it sometimes, so I try to restrain myself. But if I’m by myself and there’s a big puddle along the side of the road, I’m hitting it. There’s only one thing that will stop me, and that’s if there happens to be someone walking along side of the puddle. And I’ll admit, I’ve missed seeing a few people before. But I’ve also been splashed more than once.
Anyway, I saw this gigantic puddle today (people from “the goose” will recognize where these are taken from). By morning and early afternoon, it’s all ice, but by evening on a sunny day, it turns into the mother of all puddles. Sometimes a frozen drainage system can have its advantages. Anyway, I took a bunch of photos here this evening. The sky was great.
We’re suppose to have some nice weather the next few days, so for those inclined, grab your camera and go experiment with some puddles. They’re great for reflective portraits and such, especially if there is a nice sky. And it’s a long weekend this weekend, so lots of time for practicing the craft.
By the way, after these photos were taken, I promptly hopped in my truck and splashed my way through this puddle. Twice.
Take care all.