Sometimes when i look out the loft window i feel as if i am living in a looking glass world. We are blessed with a great location here at the Middle River Landing marina. Most days the river is so calm that you can truly use the water as a mirror. These periods of calm coincide with two of my favorite times of day; early morning and sunset. The world, not just the water, seems to be quieter, calmer then.
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| fall fog mirror |
Mungo is not a morning person. This means that i usually spend an hour or two every morning quietly enjoying an excellent cup of coffee, in contemplation of the interplay of light and water. Often i feel as if M.C. Escher designed the world i live in. Often it is very hard to tell which is the real world and which the reflection. It is tempting to walk into the other world to see what it holds.
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| sail's reflection |
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Of course, even the calmest morning is interrupted by the ripples caused by a passing vessel, or sporadic raindrops, fish rising to feed, or an Osprey or Heron looking for lunch. The changes caused by these passing disturbance are, perhaps even more magical than the calm. What could possibly be happening to the inhabitants of my mirror world?
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| Maxfield's Heron |
At sunset a different artist often takes over from Escher, his name, Maxfield Parrish. The sky and water are often painted in those glorious colors that he employed in his paintings. As the last of the light fades from the sky it seems to lend a different sort of weight to the sky, somehow becoming richer, warmer, and heavier. Did i really follow Alice down the rabbit hole?
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| fall mirror |
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| so still you can read the reflection |
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