I am not a writer. I use words to express what my photographs mean to me... and sometimes I have something to say and I will use a photo to get the words flowing.
Yesterday, I noticed the late light shining on the surface of the pond. There's a fountain that generates ripples on the water; ripples that transform the reflected light into abstract forms - never the same from one moment to the next. Then, I like to add something to the scene in order to create a contrast between liquid and solid. I like seeing the points of tension, where the 'thing' meets the swirling current.
This once-crunchy leaf will eventually absorb enough water that it will slip beneath the surface and begin to decay.
That's what leaves do.
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So that's what leaves do. And, my friend, I would suggest you are a writer. It is all a perspective from those who read.
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