I find myself in a reflection time of life in two ways. First, I am drawn to memories of days gone by. Second, images of life and nature that are more abstract seem to now draw my eye.
Pat and I traveled gravel roads for more than 3 hours on Thursday. We saw lots of turkeys (including a tom having his way with a member of his harem) and 10-12 deer. One of our photo stops was on a bridge over a gently meandering stream. This splash rope had a Norman Rockwell type of reflection.
These other photos are more abstract reflections of the shoreline and trees. I hope you can sense the quiet beauty in these shifting waters.