Falling like that, just simply falling.

~ Live & Learn

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Each of these leaves had just one chance to feather the air with an arabesque of yellow or red, backlit and buoyant, just one chance to be held on the palm of the year, then briskly brushed away like an instant. Maybe two hundred leaves lie piled together under this empty maple, their jumpsuits weighing them down with color, the wind knocked out of them. Quickly it passed, but how well they did it, falling like that, just simply falling.

~ Ted Kooser, October. The Wheeling Year: A Poet’s Field Book

Photograph: Scott Masterton (Gosford Ho, Scotland, United Kingdom)

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