I was back in New York recently and this reflection of a view through buildings to the Hudson river was the only view as our own building jutted out and we couldn't see past to the Hudson. But I knew this view existed and I loved this Dali-esque version of reality. It was quirky and shimmering.
This reflection was in Boston on a Trolley ride, in 2009. It is my reminder that the day was sunny and the sky was blue. My remembrance of the day Is a happy one.
So here's to happy reflections and shimmering hopes.