I’ve been doing an experiment with mirrors lately, so the weekly photo challenge: reflections really resonated with me. I haven’t been doing an experiment with mirrors as much as without them. For the past month or so, I’ve been trying to avoid my own reflection if at all possible. Not for any reason other than I wonder how much of who we are is identified by who we think we are? Or the way we think others see us? I’ve also been watching the way other people react to their reflections. Some can’t help glancing at themselves every time they pass a mirror, while others hurry by with their heads down.
We all know Narcissus fell so in love with his own reflection, with the illusion of himself, that he drowned.
I got three photos of this red-breasted nuthatch before she flew away and in each one, the reflection was clearer than the image of the bird itself. I’m calling this ‘Nuthatch Narcissus.’