Reflected blue

One of the traffic mirrors that let the lorry drivers see round the corners on Wheatfield Street. There are four of them within a very short distance - presumably it's a busy road for big lorries, with deliveries to the supermarket and the whisky bottling plant. I was on my way home having spent some time round at my friend A's flat. We talked about photography, about ways of earning a living from taking pictures, about the sorts of pictures we want to take, and those we sometimes have to take, and coming to terms with the potential for personal conflict that might or might not involve. A and I seem to see photography in similar ways so it was great to talk about it over tea and cakes.