Friday, October 19, 2007
I saw them falling outside my window, and I ran out to stand among them. I wanted to capture the moment, and I wanted to share it with you, of standing outside beneath the trees and having the leaves fluttering, flying, falling, all around us.
The wind swept through the top branches, pulling them along, till they extended themselves out as far as they could into open sky, and then the leaves attached to their tips, would let go, and fly free. Looked like many yellow birds suspended at their tips, leaning out as far as they could from their perch, wings up, jumping, leaping out into sky, free falling, through space, away from the tree, away from the home they had known, downward toward the ground. But so light, so delicately made, their bodies sails, twirling, pirouetting through the sky, not really falling at all, gliding and sliding on currents of wind, invisible stairs of air, till they gently land, unharmed, and rest all together, curled up, vibrant upon the green grass.
Like a little girl I wanted to twirl and spin myself around in circles with the leaves, but instead I ran about, head and camera straight up to sky. (I hope none of my neighbors happened to be looking out their back windows just then)
I tried to capture the falling leaves, I wanted to share them with you, so you could stand in the center, while they danced to the ground all around you. But I couldn't, on currents of wind they evaded my camera, and then the rain poured down, but it stopped just as suddenly, and then these pictures are what I found.
So wet leaves are all I have to share with you.
(just realized none of these are of all those leaves that landed in the grass, well my bad, they were blluuuurrrryyy)