falling

O'Keeffe, Patio Door with Green Leaf, 1956

Beech.  Oak.  They hang on and let go quietly, one at a time, long after the fall shower. All afternoon, like meteors, they stream at me from the periphery, but when I move to focus, they have faded into the field.  Close your eyes.  Freeze the frame.  Another easy argument for the superiority of paint to photo.   

I did catch a falling cloud though.