Well, it’s not a fork in the road, but it is  a fork in an unexpected place. At least I didn’t expect a fork to turn up in a glass of white wine.

But then again, the simultaneous reflection of the shrubbery above the fork was also unexpected, given that the fork in question is on the table behind the glass, while the plants were in a window box well above the table.

BTW, I didn’t turn this reflection upside down.  After all, that would be just silly – I mean, who ever heard of a fork being upside down in a glass of wine.