I am always amazed by how things which are inconsequential transform and make themselves consequential. This is just a small drift of fallen early autumn beech leaves blown into a corner of the hospital car park, but it's so much more. It heralds a change in the seasons from summer to autumn and the promise of winter followed by spring. When I saw these leaves they stopped me in my tracks with their perfection and beauty. The colours took my breath away and I thought, 'the wind really knows how to compose a great picture', an impressionist still life or perhaps a tapestry from a Pre-Raphaelite seamstress. Maybe they blew in from Monet's garden.
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