Mirrors past there reflective prime, long loved mercury ornaments, aged glass handed down and through a child's unsteady grasp. These things always grab my heart when I see them, so of course the scene below did the same. Imperfect reflections have long been a source for tickling my imagination. What do you see in this pedestal piece? There is a moody kind of loveliness with those golds thrown in. Though our nest isn't dressed in this way, I love to see it. Hope you enjoy it too. Thanks lulu.