Chasing reflections at the lake is easy: all that water, you know? Catching nice ones is a bit harder. The water can be ripply or scummy or both. The frame can be difficult to unclutter. The object being reflected can be unlovely.
At our friends’ cottage, I keep trying to get a nice reflection photo of a striking-yellow paddle-boat. Somehow it just usually never works (as I heard someone say on the radio this week). But today as I cropped and cropped and cropped, looking for that elusive attractive reflection, my perseverance was rewarded: not with the object of my affections/efforts but with a surprise face.
Life is like a box of chocolates:
You never know what you’re gonna get.
– Forrest Gump