I’m sure things will get worse

because that’s what I’m dealing with and it’s something I have no control over. Difficult to be chatty and friendly and thoughtful when life is spinning out of control. Details not forthcoming because it has too much backstory…

How does one distract oneself when 24 hours a day are spent in caretaking and anxiety and worry (wait, is anxiety and worry pretty much the same thing?)

I was in the laundry room waiting for the washer to finish, leaning against the folding table opposite the machines when I noticed something odd in the center of the washer’s glass door. A closer inspection determined it was the reflection of my legs. “Cool!” I thought – I like photos of reflections. So I went back to the apartment and grabbed my phone. Snapped a photo or two and then realized a video of the washer, with the reflection might be fun and then wait – let’s do it in slo-mo mode.

Here it is – and note the reflection in the center of the door…

For some reason watching a video of a washing machine slowly spinning is very soothing yet watching the machine in real time in the laundry room is not soothing at all…

 

My favorite

photos seem to be reflections. Or – for some reason those scenes are the ones that capture my attention.

If you live in an apartment building, unless you have a corner apartment, you will have windows on only one side of your apartment. Lucky for me my view is of trees and sky and only incidentally, if I look down, the parking lot.

I was looking out the window, on the look-out for the Giant food delivery truck when I was struck by the reflections on this silver car – long distance lens caught this –

The reflection of the building in the rear window, the trees reflected on the roof and then, after I downloaded the photo I noticed trees also reflected on the roof of the car parked to the right of the silver car.

I guess the light was just right but the more closely I looked the more reflections I saw.

I am fascinated by reflections…