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October Puddle

October puddle

Out walking, negotiating the mud (it has been raining non-stop for hour, only stopping briefly this afternoon) I ignored the state of my boots for a moment and looked into the reflection of the murky water, and thought that even puddles can look pretty at times.

October 17, 2013 - Posted by | Photography, Uncategorized | , , , , , , , , , ,

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  1. Can you also see Tin TIn’s Snowy, or is it just me?!

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    Comment by earthstills | October 17, 2013 | Reply

    • Hi there – I think for the moment it’s just you – but illuminate me!

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      Comment by Cara Lockhart Smith | October 18, 2013 | Reply

      • Oh, I don’t know, somehow the puddle shape with the leaves as eyes, reminded me of Snowy, but perhaps my imagination is just lively?! 🙂
        http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tintin_(character)

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        Comment by earthstills | October 18, 2013

      • Got it! Thanks. I like that reference – a long time since I have thought of Snowy….

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        Comment by Cara Lockhart Smith | October 18, 2013

      • Hi again – I now see Snowy really clearly, more noticeable when the image is small!

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        Comment by Cara Lockhart Smith | October 19, 2013

      • Brilliant!! It’s nevertheless a lovely photograph whether you see Snowy or not, though!! 🙂

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        Comment by earthstills | October 19, 2013

  2. There is so much for this puddle and your photo Cara well done.

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    Comment by doronart | October 17, 2013 | Reply

    • I was trying to step round the water-filled ruts in the path, but then caught sight of the reflections, and thought – poor disregarded puddle, you are pretty in your own right.

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      Comment by Cara Lockhart Smith | October 18, 2013 | Reply

      • They always are.. except when you step in one in the dark… Have a good weekend Cara

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        Comment by doronart | October 18, 2013

      • Yes, one can come across strange things in the dark… I was walking through a nearby estate, in the gloaming, taking photographs of the winter moon over the Tweed, and stepped waist deep into a pile of leaves, which must have been swept up into a heap. I was wading through his strange substance, and only later realised what it was – more pleasant than walking into a puddle in the dark, but a weird sensation…. Enjoy your weekend yourself, Doron. Good to hear from you.

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        Comment by Cara Lockhart Smith | October 19, 2013

  3. Indeed they do!

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    Comment by StreetPhotography | October 18, 2013 | Reply


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