Brushed Silver & Aquamarine Brooch ~ Ariane Zurcher Jewelry
Sometimes what’s reflected is easier to see than the thing being reflected. I wrote about this and the nature of progress on my other blog, Emma’s Hope Book the other day.
EHB is the blog where I write about being a parent and autism and how my daughter has helped me see the world differently. It’s ironic that her neurology, the thing so many believe to be a massive deficit – autism – has shown me a world far more beautiful than I ever dreamed or believed possible.
Reflection is like that sometimes. We see things in a reflection that we might have missed were we to look directly. Art and inspiration are like that too.
I took this photograph in Central Park this July 4th. Had you asked me what the weather was like I would have told you – clear blue skies and hot, hot, hot.
“Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn’t it a pity
Doesn’t seem to be a shadow in the city”
Lyrics: Lovin Spoonful
Yet, I would have been wrong.