I had passed by this little maple tree stump many times. (Many of the photos to date come from the same little patch of wood.) As trees do, it is tenaciously growing back. These leaves look quite fresh, so probably it had grown a lot recently–unnoticed until the other day, when I saw that shadow and thought I should snap a few.
I’m happy with the result.
The title refers of course to the new sprouts from the recently cut stump, but also is reminiscent of the phrase we sometimes use after our own unexpected, personal tragedies. I considered using that phrase, but I like this one better, since it signifies more than the mere passing of time, which alone is not enough.
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What the camera saw:
What a bystander would see:
I went back the next day to take my usual bystander photo, but something (a deer?) had eaten many of the freshest leaves. That won’t stop it of course, and whenever I go by, I’ll check on it’s progress.
So instead here’s an abstract version for your consideration with shadows and illumination reversed.