December 16, 2015. Startled by the contrast added to the green grass I was tromping through, I stopped for a single leaf glowing up at me. It must have blown across the busy street from a nearly-bare ornamental pear tree. I picked the leaf up, brought it home, and later (still fascinated with its brilliance on an otherwise dull day) decided to photograph it, savor it, even if I can’t quite explain why it stirs me so.
I’d like to have such a burst of beauty right before my ultimate shriveling.
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