This concept may be the product of a fevered brain, since it arrived when I was sick a few weeks ago, but it won’t let me go. So I’m the woman traipsing around the city photographing puddles. I share a puddle fascination with my grand kidlets, although they don’t want to take photos: they want to stomp in them or ride their bikes backwards and forwards through them, splash splash, splash splash.
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