Afternoon Reflections, But Not Deep Thoughts

Glancing over my shoulder into the rippled metal surface, I spied someone silly looking directly back. A mere reflection? Here is what's going on each time you stare into a mirror, or a shiny surface or a window or lake, or, in this case, the side of a truck.  


R E F L E C T I O N is the change in direction of a wavefront at an interface between two different media so that the wavefront returns into the medium from which it originated.



Can anyone tell where I am in this photo?