Reflected or real, which state is the true one? It is sometimes hard to say. And then there is water, which defies categorisation, being the source of life, the place we began, the stuff to crawl out of and run back to, splashing our own 97% into the shoreline. Creatures of change, the ripples feel more like home, the waving image a better reflection, perhaps, than the solidity of glass or the eternity of plastic.
text and photo © Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2017