“There are two ways of spreading light:
to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.”
~ Edith Wharton ~
More photos from the late night walk in the park last weekend (compare the recent post Slip-Sliding Away Into A New Year).
Near one of the entrances to the park there is a sculpture named “Slit”. (Followers of my previous blog The Island of the Voices might remember it.) If you click on the image below, a link will take you to a photo of the whole sculpture in daylight.
The polished black surface inside the hole mirrors the view of the gazebos on the other side. Now with all the snow and ice, and in the dark, I was not able to bend down and actually look through the hole… and even less look through the hole through the camera eye… so I just held the camera down and let it do the job for me, hoping for the best!
Not only can you look at the gazebos through the stone sculpture, you can also look at the illuminated trees through the gazebos!
The lights reflected in the ice on the river.
Standing beneath one of the illuminated trees, looking up.
Monica (a.k.a DawnTreader)
See more reflection photos at
Weekend Reflections # 68