Dyveke bought this print at Kew, last month. Now it’s the first thing I see when I wake up; it and the reflection of the weather and garden. In the foreground is the outhouse roof and its skylight and to the left…well, there’s a large mirror perpendicular to the bedroom window that brings in a view of the meadow in the distance. I remember being irritated when I was young by reflections on pictures; nowadays, I can’t get enough of them.
A Bad Guide 
A lovely photo — thanks for posting it!
Even if I had your eye for the motive, I’d be lucky to find such a perfect reflection. There’s always a fingerprint.
I’m glad you like it, Language, and thanks for saying so..
Trond, I find dust to be a bigger problem than prints. It accumulates slowly, so you don’t notice it until everything is dull.
I’d be lucky to find such a perfect reflection.
It’s all luck. I never know if I’m going to find an interesting reflection but I’ve leant to wave a mirror about until I find one.