Tree Reflections

 Downtown Minneapolis has a bunch of beautiful glass buildings.  That's the first place I spent time mesmerized by reflections on buildings.  Puffy white clouds, gray skies, and other buildings made fascinating patterns on glass of all colors.  Today I remembered to grab my camera as I flew out the door, not knowing what I'd manage to shoot on a rushed, cold, foggy morning.  Turns out, I was in luck :)

I hadn't studied tree reflections before this morning.  The trees here are planted densely enough that their reflections, compressed into two dimensions, looked like a woodland that I should have been able to reach, if only I knew the right words to pass through the glass.

I love that feeling of being this close to entering one of those magic realms I read so much about as a child.  Wonderland, Narnia, the tree hollow on My Side of the Mountain - I wanted to live there so badly!  In a lot of ways, I still do - but have at least matured to the point where I realize that they'd be nice places to visit, but perhaps not to spend the rest of my life.