Yesterday, I was walking toward the subway down the Brooklyn street. The skies were lowering grey, the wind spoke of rain and the coming winter. There were birds in the air. A sudden gust blew yellow leaves from their branches, spiralling in the air. I reached for my camera but knew I could never capture the motion, the moment, so I stood still in the street as the leaves flew.
And a leaf hit me smack in the mouth.
| Park Slope |
That's one of the ways Nature says she loves you.
Comment #1 :: link :: November 17, 2007 03:54 AMLet's hope your mouth wasn't open.
Comment #2 :: link :: November 20, 2007 04:38 AM
