leaves

I would love to pretend that we spent the day sweeping up leaves and stuffing these bags full of them like rows and rows of brown paper warriors - but honesty compels me to admit the presence of a hired laborer. Nonetheless, we are now the proud possessors of the longest line of leaf sacks in the street. One more week of the semester to go - perhaps, by the end of it, there'll be time to lift my head above the rough and blustery waves, and read something that will allow me to comment with some sort of engagement on photographic representation...