Friday, November 6, 2009

Leaves Adrift



As I ran out the door this morning to pick up the laundry I was reminded of dreaded winter winds.

On my way back I enjoyed the swales of maple and sycamore (plane) tree leaves drifting over the sidewalk.


I thought of the unison of winds and plants -wind pushing and plant stems collecting leaves.


1 comment:

  1. time for the leaf blower to blow them into the street. and back into the street. rinse. repeat.

    ah, the sweet sound of autumn.

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