waiting for me

by | Nov 10, 2009 | catching moments, poetry, shapes, the day | 8 comments

DSC00191This leaf, propped up like it is here on its stem and all by itself, was waiting for me when I opened the front door yesterday morning. Do you think it thought I wasn’t noticing?

I moved it for a moment over by the pumpkinDSC00189…

Then I brought it inside where I showed it to everyone.

“The Lesson of the Falling Leaves” by Lucille Clifton

8 Comments

  1. judy
    judy on November 11, 2009 at 2:27 am

    This post delights me. 🙂

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    • cynthia
      cynthia on November 11, 2009 at 3:19 pm

      Judy, your comment delights me.

      Reply
  2. Linda
    Linda on November 11, 2009 at 11:34 am

    I love these little moments, like a note from a secret lover.

    Thank you for the link to that poem. It speaks truth.

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    • cynthia
      cynthia on November 11, 2009 at 3:41 pm

      Hi Linda, you’re right. I had two thoughts when I saw that little leaf: one, that it had come to tell me something, and two: that it was making a gift of itself.

      So glad you liked the poem.

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  3. jenniferneri
    jenniferneri on November 12, 2009 at 9:15 am

    Nice photos. nice poetry, nice way to begin my day.

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    • cynthia
      cynthia on November 12, 2009 at 9:37 am

      Thanks, Jennifer. Have a good one.

      Reply
  4. survivorscribe
    survivorscribe on November 14, 2009 at 5:29 pm

    Love it!

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    • cynthia
      cynthia on November 17, 2009 at 12:16 pm

      Thanks, Cristina!

      Reply

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