Drip drip drip

Another Wet Weekend.

Here is a picture of how I saw it. Too wet to work in the garden and nothing on TV.


This may seem like a typical point and click image. After all how difficult can it be to get a picture of rings in a puddle when it's raining? Well, it took sixty shots in bursts of what we used to call "motor drive" in the old film days. The light drizzle meant that most of the pictures had no drips at all. Yet another benefit of the brave new film free world.

A question for the statisticians: I shot these pictures at five frames per second and ended up will all those missed shots. Should I have set the camera to three frames per second? Would that result in  a better hit rate, drip wise? Answers, as always, on a postcard.

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