This scene reminds me of my childhood. I would go down to the creek (what we called a small river) and sit on the bank. I would look at the insects skitter across the top of the water and look at the reflections. I was always calmed by the time I spent on the bank of that creek. I don't know if I would get that same calm feeling by sitting on the bank of the puddle, which is in the middle of an alley.
