Day 341 - Black leaves

Black silver leaves

Although it is only +5 degrees today it feels quiet mild and even the sun makes an effort to show itself now and again. After a short Sunday morning stroll through the woods I return to contemplate the meaning of being here. Was it to photograph those black leaves lying on the ground in the forest? Black leaves that glisten in the sunlight like hand beaten flakes of forged metal. Have you ever seen black leaves? Have you ever looked? Do you even care?