A little visual symphony as the morning sun hits the beveled mirror at the far right. Though a visual artist, and author of a book on perspective drawing, I have no idea what’s going on with the reflections. Notice the shadow of a plug in the white patch on the left.
What little this has to do with Uruguay: the wall on the left faces almost south. As we approach the summer solstice, the rising sun now shines on the south wall of our house morning and evening.
How about a picture of the morning sun shining on the wall in the evening.
I'll get on it. Things are weird enough these days that anything's possible.