Dead Leaves

"You shall ask
What good are dead leaves
And I will tell you
they nourish the sore earth
You shall ask
What reason is there for winter
And I will tell you
To bring about new leaves
You shall ask
Why are the leaves so green
And I will tell you
Because they are rich with life
You shall ask
Why must summer end
And I will tell you
So that the leaves can die"

- Nancy Wood from Many Waters

A small stone in Waskasoo Creek was sticking through the surface just enough to stop a leaf. Soon, another stuck to that leaf and so on. In no time we have a nice collection. Most of the leaves, though, went around and continued their journey towards the Red Deer River only a kilometer away.

Printed on Ilford Galerie Prestige 310gsm