Sunday, April 26, 2020

Rain Puddles

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.
It was, as E.E. Cummings would say, "puddle-wonderful."
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."
A cherry tree.
A huge old cracked trunk that looks like it should not fit in a gutter.
A vignette in the middle of the road.
A branch that's about to evaporate.
And a watchful rabbit.

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