I Dream a Lot

I dream a lot. I do more painting when I'm not painting. It's in the subconscious. - Diego Rivera

And sometimes it's in the reflections. Puddles offer a nice alternative to reality. As we look around for the beauty or the unusual or the surprise, we sometimes step right in it and miss it altogether, while we complain because our socks are wet.

I parked the car in the empty parking lot. Got out and walked around taking pictures of tree shadows in the snow and plain snow and plain snow on the evergreens. Thought to myself, "There, that should do for today's blip." Got back in the car, started to drive out of the parking lot and noticed the puddles here and there. Drove back around in a circle, parked the car, got out, took some quick shots of the puddles in a hurry, because even though the sun is shining it is mighty cold on bare fingers today.

I flipped the picture vertically and increased the saturation (because all puddle pics need to be saturated, what with them being wet and everything).

All of which has absolutely nothing to do with Diego Rivera, but since I'm feeling dreamy today I thought I'd dedicate this blip to him. Yesterday's blip was dedicated to my Taxman, today is Diego Rivera, tomorrow - who knows?