Often wonder where ordinary people are headed off to midday on a beautiful weekday. Nearby from where I took this picture there’s a coffee shop that’s always packed to capacity; like they usually are. It makes me wonder sometimes if people actually work.
I remember listening to a song by Vangelis called Abraham’s Theme while looking through the viewfinder of my camera just before I took this shot.
A couple of Autumn leaves leftover from last fall clinging on to each other. They only have each other. They’re all that’s left.
A month ago people were fawning over its beauty, now they walk all over it, crushing it under their feet and think absolutely nothing of it.
All the color is gone, all of the life is gone out of it. It’s dead now. Such is life for this once so beautiful leaf. Not even one single memory is cherished of it. Soon the winds will come and carry it off to some unknown direction and remnants of its glory will be etched in the annals of the lost and forgotten greats just like the Soul of this nation.