Recollections. Experiences. Impressions. They create the scribblings that drip from the end of my skinny leaded pencil on to the pristine page.
Reflections? The mind considers. Or the shutter snaps.
Recollections. Experiences. Impressions. They create the scribblings that drip from the end of my skinny leaded pencil on to the pristine page.
Reflections? The mind considers. Or the shutter snaps.
Love the reflection in the window. Is that you?
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Yep, that’s me all bundled up against the English winter cold.
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That’s awesome! Great photo. So many interesting nuances,
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That’s the thing with the taking of pictures; it’s much like writing – you can make it whatever you want it to be. Thanks Wendy.
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A reflected selfie – I like it! Very creative!
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It happened quite by accident I do assure you.
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