…we invite you to be creative to find any reflective surfaces to show us your reflection photographs.
My most recent favorite reflection happened in January during a walk on the beach. The tide was lower than I’d ever seen before. The afternoon light caught the clouds above while the beach transformed into a mirror.
I had driven to this beach with an overwhelming need to clear my head. Walking along the ocean…listening to the waves hit the shore…the blue sky meeting the water in a far off horizon.
It never fails me…
A few years ago I caught this moment during a walk close to sunset…
Last summer, reflections appeared on a pond at the Shelburne Museum in Vermont…
This past week has been quite difficult on a personal level…which drove me to the beach again yesterday. No reflections this time…but these photos brought it all back.
The peace. The calm. The comfort.
Gotta love the power of the images we capture – as they transport us back to a healing moment in time.
(I resisted inserting the Supremes rendition of Reflections, as it kept going through my mind while writing this post…it’s funny how songs just pop up at the most unexpected times)
…Share with us photos you’ve captured through windows.
As I have mentioned before in several posts, I enjoyed a photographer’s paradise last summer when visiting the Shelburne Museum in Vermont. Twice actually…as there was so much to see I had to return! Not just to photograph, but to experience.
Why couldn’t history lessons be this fascinating back in high school?
For this challenge, I will include two images.
The first was taken while walking across a double-lane wooden covered bridge. It was built in 1845…a weathered sign warns bridge crossers riding horses or automobiles not to exceed 10 miles per hour.
I discovered a window about halfway across the bridge…
…offering a glimpse across the pond beneath.
The second window was in one of the 39 buildings situated throughout 45 acres of museum grounds…
…showcasing a small sample of the vibrant, colorful flowers blooming in one of the 22 gardens on the property.
Sometimes I also feel like an alien in the same way that V.J. does. As I juggle multiple health issues that are often met with a doctor shrugging his or her shoulders commenting: I’ve never seen that one before. Before giving up. Time and again.
So imagine my surprise and fascination upon entering a General Store exhibit (at the Shelburne Museum in Vermont) this summer. Filled with – among other things – items from an actual pharmacy circa early 1900s.
I could have spent the entire day in that one building. Hundreds of medications, potions, elixirs and tonics in their original packaging. With claims for cures for most everything that could possibly be wrong with you. I noticed a proliferation of products to help babies sleep at night…and cures for all things bowel related. Interesting!
This is how people were “medicated” back then.
All of it alien to me.
That face on the orange box (described as the “laughing baby” trademark)…Sorry, that baby is NOT laughing. He/she/it could possibly qualify in the alien category.
Was it really tasteless? I wonder. At first I thought it was to help babies chill out, but apparently not.
Got me thinking…perhaps there may still be one pill out there somewhere that could cure all kinds of peristaltic problems. Ahem. Plus dizziness and headaches. And costiveness. Yes, I had to look that one up: aka constipation.
Dr. Harrison where are you.
And if all else fails, there is always the Electric Cough Cure. That chloroform and codeine combo could make a comeback if we’re lucky.
Unfortunately that wouldn’t cure what ails me.
Either would these…
But I’ll bet babies who cough would sleep well at night.
[All of these products are displayed in glass cases – hence the reflections…]