I took these photos of leaves on the SE side of the state a few years ago in the Spring. These photos show new life rising out of the rocks and cold hardness of winter. They sort of offer hope.
Okay...so now I'm thinking 'leaves' the verb...but...well, I took this photo at Silver City and it's (the cemetery, not the city) where people go when they 'leave' this frail existence. Or at least it's where they stop for a bit. We really enjoyed the walk through these old stones.
I love that all these photos figuratively depict a few phases of life.
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