During our ever-so-subtle winters here in California, the rain is something glorious to us. We all talk about it as if there are unicorns jumping out of the sky. I prefer the post-rain puddles which act as portals into another world. Twisting our perception of up and down, we tiptoe around these cloud-ridden pools being careful not to fall into the endless deep which they reflect.
During a break in the rain, I took this shot of my feet and reflection on top of an outdoor stage platform. I imagine the piece of trash in the top left corner as the moon ... and of course, unicorns prancing in the sky.
