The Leaves Are Falling Faster


The oak leaves piling up in our yard are dry, curled like paper scrolls; they make a slight scratching sound when they land. As you see from my latest postings, they’re my subjects of choice now—there are limitless combinations and compositions to search out, but soon (very soon) I’ll move on to something else, cross my fingers the mower starts without argument, and then this part of autumn will be fertilizer.

In the meantime, here’s a small gallery of you-know-what.


One thought on “The Leaves Are Falling Faster”

  1. Reblogged this on 'Just' is a belittling word… and commented:
    Leaves are an everyday sight for most people in the world and autumn is many people’s favourite season due to the smells, the colours and cooling weather after the summer (if we in England are lucky enough to get a hot summer…)

    Memories of running down the lane in my little red wellies, jumping in puddles and piles of leaves, listening for those satisfactory sloshes and crunches, alongside my love for the season make these images by Bill Stormont all the more beautiful than they already are aesthetically. Everyone, hunt out your wooly hat, push your umbrella into your coat pocket, bring out the wellington boots and simply go for a walk, making sure to notice the leaves on the way!

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