it may be december, but it feels like november

while the temperature remains mild here in the north, it feels as though we are getting an extended autumn. today i pulled a blank journal off the shelf, and when i opened it up out fell these four castaways.  during late summer and all throughout fall, i feverishly tuck leaves into books, journals, and plant presses. like putting money in the bank or acorns in a woodpile, i am squirreling away material for winter compositions. this gift from several weeks ago needed no composing, it fell out just like this and i thought it was perfect. i was just the monkey who pushed the shutter on the camera.

pressed autumn leaves