impermanence

i left those tender new-growth-green baby bur oak leaves i photographed two days ago on my kitchen floor where i had photographed them. this morning, they looked like this, with all the shades of olive and khaki one typically sees in autumn. i love how the delicate pointed leaf tips, barely noticeable in the first photo, have curled up into little claws in these dried leaves.  it give the image a “wait a minute, what kind of leaves are these?” hesitation that makes it more interesting than an ordinary spill of autumn leaves.

dried up baby spring bur oak leaves