Armed with Nancy Merrill’s prompt and my camera, I convinced my husband to drop me off at the river last night, just as the light was fading. The stillness of the day promised to offer some good photo opportunities. Autumn has turned up her colour, although the leaves are disappearing quickly, so I fear I won’t have too many other opportunities.
Just as I stepped out of the car – ours the only one about – a wave of seagulls rose up into the air from the water’s surface, their images mirrored in the river.
One of my favourite views from this spot is the bank where the river meets a local creek. The corner is adorned by a big old willow, and today it is accompanied by a blaze of red.
Thank you Nancy for leading me on this quest. There is something about the search for (and practice of) reflection that satisfies the soul.
Before I sign off, I just have one more photo for you. We’ll call it: The End.