passing thoughts, now.

Everywhere I’ve lived, leaves in fall become dry and brittle, and crumble, like what we see with Denny’s work. Here in the Pacific Northwest, the rain takes the leaves to the ground and holds them there, until they become fossil-like memories.

4 thoughts on “passing thoughts, now.

  1. People rarely look down — at least, not past their smartphones. We walk over some extraordinary landscapes. Thanks for reminder of my time in the soggy Northwest, Greg.

  2. How true – I’m so glad you posted those leaves. Have you also noticed the number of leaf imprints we have on smooth concrete? All this moisture pulls out the tannin in the leaves and effectively block prints the leaves.

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