There was no room in the Inn at Old Newfane, Vermont and we were directed to a much less quaint accommodation down the road. During my shower the next morning I noticed a wonderful effect created by the "ripply" sliding shower door glass as my wife, Judith, was drying her hair. Voila, a photo opportunity. So, I dried off and brought the camera and tripod into the tub and focused on the glass door to get these Cezannesque images of Judith.