My love

by Westlife

The frost had passed and the snow melted once again. On the fresh asphalt the water had formed small puddles, which looked beautiful. When studying them at home, I noted that they showed reflections of me, the camera and its strap, and especially my dear wife. So had to pick this one for today.

Again a busy day, have to now pack my things, get to the airport and fly to Brussels for one-day conference on Monday. I will have only time now to respond to any comments, and to comment on the photos of those who have commented on mine.