Leaf

I am reading Wildwood by Roger Deakin... Lovely book. It prompted me to look back over my photos, lifting out all the leaves.

He describes how the canopy of leaves filter the light and are like little windows in themselves. I can remember that sort of feeling, looking up at the thousands of lime green droplets, different shapes and sizes, each one a window, letting in a kind of vivid living light.

I love leaves. Just starting to see new ones emerging.

'Once inside a wood, you walk on something very like the seabed, looking up at the canopy of leaves as if it were the surface of the water, filtering the descending shafts of sunlight and dappling everything.'

Roger Deakin, Wildwood