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| Yesterday dawned sunny and still and I took my socially distanced walk. There were lots of puddles on the streets. Some with mirror-perfect reflections of trees. Click to enlarge. |
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| It was, as E.E. Cummings would say, "puddle-wonderful." |
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| There is an entire stately old tree in this puddle, and part of a house, perhaps with people inside drinking coffee and looking out the windows. Dogen Zengi once wrote "Although its light is wide and great, the moon is reflected in a puddle one inch wide." |
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| A cherry tree. |
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| A huge old cracked trunk that looks like it should not fit in a gutter. |
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| A vignette in the middle of the road. |
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| A branch that's about to evaporate. |
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| And a watchful rabbit. |
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