Who speaks the sound of an echo?

Who paints the image in a mirror?

Where are the spectacles in a dream?

Nowhere at all — that’s the nature of mind!

                                                             ~Tree-Leaf Woman

The morning’s sun light created a reflection of a room while the actual image within the photograph is transformed into a ghosty presence.

Margaret’s (From Pyrenees to Pennines) Monochrome Madness: Mirror