Monday, January 9, 2012

Ninth Small Stone--Sycamore Leaves

Six sycamore leaves, saucer to dinner plate sizes, fly by flipping madly in the wind, disappear into Aileen’s yard.  A hummingbird pips and circles, then perches on a bare branch where the leaves used to live.


Anonymous said...

Those leaves are huge and if they hit you in the face, you're a goner! Carol P

Emily said...

I'm falling in love with this Small Stones project. It's amazing how just a few sentences can take me through such a range of experience.

Reading this, I want to tuck my hair into my hat and turn my face toward the wind.

Lorelei said...

Hi Emily,
I agree! It's amazing how many different kinds of weather I can range through with each set of Small Stones, and I feel like I've been immersed in each one!