When I was a kid, we lived next door to the public beach, and one corner of their parking lot had a persistent puddle. I loved to walk in it in all kind of weather, and whether it was deep or shallow, mucky, murky, or clear. It was my own little science experiment.
If I lived there today, I'd probably make a Puddleblog for it. (Via Kottke.)
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