An older photo, shown again because I like it so much.
I probably should write a long philosophical treatise about what this photo represents, as people are wont to do these days, but I don't look at my photos in that way, nor do I make them for that purpose, so you're on your own there. I just try to capture things that strike me, without making explicit or even knowing why they strike me. Sorry about that.
I will say, prosaically, that you are looking at a photo of the surface of the Glanerbeek, a stream bordering a peat bog called Aamsveen, near my home town.
Dizzy yet?