Cypress branches gently dipped fingers into the summer-stilled surface of the pond where green algae crept across the sky. It seemed seamless, in this little patch of water last summer. Can you tell where the reflections end and the tangible begins?


3 Responses to “Sixty::Nineteen”

  1. Wow – just barely, I THINK – great pic!

  2. T first glance I thought I was looking up into the sky.How beautiful! I hope your day is filled with beauty. Blessings,Ruth

  3. I love the play of shadows made by tees this time of year.Mama Bear

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