Early Wednesday morning. Bessie was busy making the rounds of the various windows throughout the house, checking out the views.

She got to the window next to our dining table and was looking out to the back yard.

I grabbed a camera, and called her name. She turned to look at me.

Snap! Got it!

It’s a weird photo of Bessie. She’s the primary subject. My image is reflected in the window, along with our dining table and a few things like my yellow coffee mug. The dining table reflection is superimposed over the shapes of a couple of chairs along a table outside on the deck, in the dark, which appear as kind of ghostly images.