Last Year’s Oak Leaves, with Shadows
A deluge of dried oak leaves seemed to appear suddenly on the sidewalks of my retirement community last month. I was puzzled until I remembered that some oak leaves don’t fall off their trees until spring. Walking home one day I noticed that the late afternoon sun had picked out the leaves in a delightful way. I went inside and grabbed the camera. Entranced with the leaves that seemed to dance across the cement even when they were still, I wasn’t aware of the shadows right away. They turned out, I think, to be important elements of these photographs, some of which I took the next morning.
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Romancing Reality 