Poor dog-he doesn't get any shelter under the umbrella. Only the couple. He does get his own spiffy safety orange life vest. I love the elements of this shot: a lake, an umbrella, a dog in action, 2 people facing same way under 1 umbrella.
One writer used umbrellas as paradigms:
I have, of late, started to think of paradigms as umbrellas: devices built to protect us from the vagaries of the real world; staving off the very worst of intellectual storm and observational confusion. Although fraught with the many difficulties and limitations of metaphor, I believe the notion holds some potential for pointing out factors relevant to the process of acquiring and retaining knowledge. In particular, for pointing out factors critical to taking a reflexive stance in research and inquiry.
Another writer slightly more metaphotical:
...something to distance me from the direct experience of rain on my skin. That is, after all, what they're designed for. And for the most part, I actually *like* feeling the rain and wind in my face. It's a trigger for me - a sensation - a set of stimuli that let me know in no uncertain terms that I'm here, I'm in the present moment, and I'm connected to the world outside myself.
The musical mayhem to put this in context by The Hollies:Bus Stop.
