Leaves at Birth
There is a delicate soft promise in the first leaves of spring, each leaf a miniature of its final shape, a relative giant many times larger, just a few weeks into summer. Photographically, it is hard to do justice to this beauty and symmetry, to isolate one or a few apart from the rest in focus and with their best profile at ground level. Still, it makes for an interesting project, and I'd be happy to have a quartet of framed enlargments on a wall somewhere: tulip poplar; striped maple...I need to find two more, and soon. Spring is getting past me, again, all to quickly.