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I found this great red glass on a table in a cute Hotel in Amsterdam. The textures on the table are the reflections from the curtains.
Encontré este precioso vaso rojo sobre una mesa en un Hotel con encanto en Amsterdam. Las texturas que hay en la mesa son del reflejo de las cortinas.
Reflections in my car side mirror, nice and toasty warm, while waiting for someone to take some dawn light pictures and freezing.
Who can tell me what you can see from this reflection? Well, the answer is “two boats!”. And yet, you can’t really see the two boats…
So what? You hear this human being talking about that human being, you get some idea even though you have never known them, have never seen them or have never talked to them.
And yet, you have some idea…
Some idea…
For you, the source of information comes from “something” called “close friend” and it must be reliable…
For me, a friend who stabs behind your back doesn’t exist, let alone a close friend…
Well, reflections are only reflections…
Looking underneath a building built over the Birmingham and Warwick Junction Canal (part of the Grand Union Canal), towards Watery Lane Bridge, St Andrew's Road Bridge and Lower Dartmouth Street Bridge, in Bordesley, Birmingham, West Midlands.
Reflections all over the place/Color in the gardens: Adimn Building pool water garden, US National Arboretum
The large dawn redwood next to the pool is a complicating factor, reflection-wise.
After a prolonged contest, I put a stick on the ground and take this getaway vacation. I drive 17 hours to this place to seek inner peace of my soul.
The start of the journey is an endless driving until I get to the shore of Matane, QC and just in time to see the red sun's glow break through thick storm clouds. I am at a loss and drive by. On following days, I plan a few scenic spots and am shooting in search for the reflection of my mind. I am unable to count numbers of good shots or bad shots until I add a meaning to each one of them. But on the day break of the final day, I climb to the top of this hill and watch the sun illuminate the cloud from beneath and rise to the top of adjacent hills. At this moment, I am pacified into an ethereal state of mind. I know right away that the ends and means of this journey have been met.
The fascinating rocky shoreline holds many small tide pools which provide interesting reflections. Pemaquid Lighthouse, Pemaquid Point, Maine
From my workshop this summer in the Netherlands. I edited the shot with the JD Autumn Tones Actions which release Thursday.
I know domes are everywhere these days but couldn't resist these shots in Sheffield Peace Gardens this morning
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Another photo of a painting by my daughter Bonnie [I seem to be in the mood for blue twilight pictures]