reflections

While I was being enticed along the garden paths in search of the next vista, and the secret around the next corner, Rose was entranced by the reflections. So I started opening my eyes to reflections as well, but it was Rose who pointed out the best ones.

Like the coi pond holding the sky.












And the windows embracing the garden.

A quiet pool in the babbling brook.

Double the beauty, double the peace.

This is one of my favorites because it layers up. You see the house. The window reflects the view from the porch, and through the window, you can see the garden on the far side of the building. Rose is a gently reflective sort of person. She has opened my eyse to another way of looking at things.