morning light.12.6.2010
i stood watching the ginkgo leaves fall from the tree by the dozens. entranced by their fluttering down to the earth, i put on shoes and stepped into the cold wind with my camera. i wanted to capture the golden droplets mid-air, but couldn't. there are some moments that are only captured within the soul, within the memory, within the spaces of emotion. and so i looked to the light and saw the reflection on the leaves below. the creative moments impact us and are reflected through our light. lesson and example in the glow of these leaves.
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