while some ride the winds
and others tumble through the woods
these choose to settle and slowly drift
holding closely
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15 comments:
To me they look like a collection of copper coins that I'd like to scoop together and listen to them rattle.
Drift, ride, tumble. I like all modes of transportation. Oh yeah.
Beautiful images, Steven!
As do so many of us.
Oh steven. these look like paintings.
great analogy to those traveling
'home'
for the holidays
drifting or settling, the beauty is great.
Elisabeth you beat me to it! I was thinking they looked gold and copper coins.
You take the most fascinating photos!
elisabeth - this day was silent but for the gobbles of wild turkeys and the wind rushing through the tall trees. steven
reya- you get there how you get there. thanks. steven
jo i was thinking that when i saw these little leaves. steven
ellen - if i was good i'd paint these and put them up here. maybe one day or perhaps in another incarnation. steven
sure splendid!! steven
thankyou friko. steven
thanks hope. the sun was so clear and the air so fine it was amazing to see these leaves floating so still side-by-side. steven
You know how you toss coins in with a wish- so many wishes in that little stream! I have made a few- tossed them at my monitor- hope it works...
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