Here are a few more reflections of the mirror image variety that I’d like to share with you. I snapped these digital photos while canoeing with my husband Dennis, alongside our friends Bev and Barry on Lake Washademoak, New Brunswick this fall. 
In an earlier post, I wrote about my delight in “playing with words”, and like words, photographs may occasionally capture my imagination to the extent that I can’t help but “play” with them, too. When, for example, I viewed the first of the smaller pictures above, I immediately thought of a perfectly symmetrical, cultivated Christmas tree lying curbside after the holidays. I decided to rotate the image until the “tree” became vertical, just for the fun of it. Now our friends appear to be paddling up its trunk, or perhaps they’re hanging there, blue and red baubles attached by the same white, satin ribbon. In the last of the images, fallen branches reflected by the surface of the water remind me of a dream catcher; and in the photo above it, I immediately saw a giant squid. Could those be tentacles flowing out behind the creature as it swims past?
These thoughts carry me back to the process of self-editing. Instead of dreading the work involved, perhaps I should give myself permission to be playful; perhaps I should revise chapters of a manuscript in order of last to first; perhaps, then, I would see my writing with fresh eyes, making me aware of whole new creative possibilities.