29/365 looking up and walking into puddles

Another day, another spectacular thing overhead. 

This time driving to collect Boy Three from nursery, a layer of yellow-tinged cloud was casting a warm glow on the puddles. At the fringes of the cirrus-cumulus confection blue sky showed, like trim on a particularly extravagant parasol.

But while this was going on I wasn’t watching for flood water on the road, running off the thawing fields. Luckily, all I got was startled and there seemed to be no harm done. 

Incidentally, how deep is too deep when you’re thinking about driving into a puddle?

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