How deep, how stormy, how blue-sky this image is. A reflection, even now, on the present that is ever apt to change, ever likely to never stay the same. Something is always behind us, something always ahead. Life in mirrors.
I'd like to see blue skies ahead and storm clouds behind but...hey. Life just isn't like that. We can't paint it as we want it. We just live it as it is. Our art is in how we interpret and accept it and what we make of it.
This is me in the mirror, capturing my life at the moment, just outside Santa Rosa in New Mexico.
One for the road.