My life reflected in a puddle of liquefaction mud...leaves from the Japanese Maple tree lye discarded after a beautiful rosy display, scattered by wind and quakes....
It's actually quite tricky to find beauty in our terrorised city at the moment, I'm sure it is out there but we have to travel past so many fractured houses and roads to do simple everyday things - some days I feel quite ground down by it. But then we get sights like these...
liquefaction puddles on the tennis courts over the back fence from our house reflect the sunset of volcanic ash from Chile's eruption woes....
with the scribbly trees also on display in reflective liquefaction puddles.
Such is the power of nature - beauty and terror together.
At least we know who is in charge!
