We are always sweeping up fallen leaves
Watching leaves, watching time
A leaf grows old, waiting for the wind - Bukit Batok Nature Reserve. Photo by me.
I like to watch falling leaves, especially in autumn, a season Singapore does not have. There’s just something about that moment, when the wind catches a leaf on its last breath and sends it off, that feels achingly fragile and ephemeral. For a time I tried to photograph fa…
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