The Fallen

leaf1The other day, a tiny, red leaf on the sidewalk caught my eye. I didn’t stop to take a photo—remarkably—but it did start me noticing fallen leaves: the colors, the shapes, the patterns. I didn’t think about plants much before I was a certain age, and it’s likely only that I’m now even older that I find autumn so poignant. But this post isn’t meant to be a meditation on mortality (fun as those are). It’s a reminder that you can find astonishing beauty everywhere, even on a New York City sidewalk, if you’re looking.

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