Thursday, October 25, 2012
Day Two Hundred Ninety Nine 2012
I love the leaves
I do not know why.
Is it their colors or how they fly?
They crunch and crinkle under my feet.
I pile them up
and take a leap!
"All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt."— Susan Sontag