I got in the elevator yesterday and the setting sun was streaming in the windows – I decided to see if I could fire off a picture before the doors closed. One of those shots that either work like you planned or you delete. Well, I was totally surprised to find myself in the image. And, it is not me, it is a reflection of me. Esperanza polishes our elevator into a mirrored “bronze” box. I am not sure how this worked. I was looking out of the elevator door – which was closing. You can see the camera in my hand. I am looking at the screen. My right finger is on the shutter release. The light coming in the door casts a shadow on my face of the camera. Oh well, whatever happens is what I planned!
It was 72° today. Shorts and ice coffee were the order of the day.
Carlton is really tired. Glad he only has four more nuke attacks. His skin has gotten rather red. And puffy. But, it is has not blistered or peeled. This is a today’s Good Thing.
Thinking about that reflection. I guess it is coming off the left wall or more likely off the left door jam.