Saturday, November 8, 2008


everywhere leaves, especially
if you live in the woods,
particularly with regard to oak,
last to let go, still holding on,
thus my free time is spent 
these days raking, blowing 
and dealing with leaves, 
as they cling or fall


S.L. Corsua said...

Oh my, these are such breathtaking photos. I love the movement in the first, and the perspective in the second.

And the words -- cathartic. Thank you for sharing. Cheers.

Pam said...

Thank you -- for visiting, for reading and for the kind words.