So what is a puddle? Well my very old dictionary, the one held together with an elastic and tape says a puddle is: "a very small pool of usually dirty or muddy water," but that barely defines it.
Taking a step back in history, we all know that Sir Walter Raleigh removed his coat and threw it over a puddle so that Queen Elizabeth I would not get her dainty shoes wet. This was an act of chivalry. Are you guys out there listening? Try this out on your spouse and see how she reacts. It will probably be along the lines of, "Are you nuts! You've ruined your brand new suede jacket that I gave you for your birthday."
But really, what are puddles good for? Well, on a good day, you might find a reflection of sky and trees and maybe your very own face in a puddle. This is a fleeting thing, because if you move, it will be gone. This scene was for your eyes only. Children, and some dogs, are thrilled with the prospect of stomping through puddles and sending the water flying in all directions. This is pure joy. Moms should let their kids do this. Just stick their yellow or blue plastic boots on their feet and say, "Go for it!"
The dictionary definition noting the muddy water, is reasonably correct. Most puddles are muddy, especially those found on the road. Some drivers, with their brains temporary shifted down to five years old, love driving through puddles and sending the water flying in all directions. This serves to really muddy the waters.
Ducks and geese will stand in puddles and if the puddles are even big enough will swim in them, though at this size the water body is verging on a pond--another whole category of water. Have you ever watched a robin bathing in a puddle? Fun! They come up to it, check for depth, move a few steps into it and then go to with a flurry of water drops. Nothing like a soggy bird on a hot day.
Haven't had much experience with tides because the Great Lakes don't have moon generated tides, but as the water recedes, puddles are left in the sand. And in those puddles there are sometimes tiny little creatures swimming or scuttling around.
My most favorite puddle is the one at the end of my driveway. It's a fleeting one, but I know when it's there that we've had a good rain. It's nice and clear and if I stand in just the right spot, I can see, well, you know, blue sky, clouds and some trees. It's a lovely thing. 'Scuse me while I go jump in a puddle.