CB&WC: Mirror Images and Reflections

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Photographing myself in the side mirror of the car, is apparently serious business, judging by the furrowed brow. I should take a lesson from my two-year-old granddaughter, who seems quite amused by her own image.

Maybe it’s the pyjama’s that set the mood.

This wild horse, on the other hand, appears unaware that he is being mirrored.

Oh, to be so carefree.

(Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge is mirror images and reflections.)

10 thoughts on “CB&WC: Mirror Images and Reflections”

Cee Neuner says:

August 18, 2018 at 7:11 pm

Superb reflections for this week. 😀

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  August 18, 2018 at 8:20 pm
  
  Thanks, Cee.
  
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Jazz Jaeschke says:

August 18, 2018 at 2:29 pm

The selfie is fabulous – portrait of a serious photographer! And “mirror image” in two senses …
BUT: cannot see your other two images – just a photo icon. ???

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  August 18, 2018 at 4:42 pm
  
  Thanks for letting me know Jazz. Fixed now, I hope. Another WP glitch.
  
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  1. Jazz Jaeschke says:
    
    August 19, 2018 at 1:49 am
    
    The pajama pic is waaaaay cute!
    
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  2. V.J. Knutson says:
    
    August 19, 2018 at 3:34 am
    
    Isn’t it? She is such a ham. Makes me laugh every time
    
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prior.. says:

August 18, 2018 at 1:09 pm

Carefree indeed
And love the selfie

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  August 18, 2018 at 4:38 pm
  
  Thank you! Happy Saturday!
  
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Terri, Reclaiming Hope says:

August 18, 2018 at 12:00 pm

I love this V.J., furrowed brow and all!

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  August 18, 2018 at 4:37 pm
  
  Ha ha. Thanks, Terri
  
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