I didn't have time to make this picture as symmetrical as I would have liked before the wind scattered the leaves, creating different, but equally beautiful designs. As I watched the leaves rearranged again and again so quickly, like a kaleidoscope being turned, I wondered if perhaps that is why I find so much satisfaction in this pattern making I attempt. My life is busy - people, places and events combine, disperse and regroup, at dizzying speeds, often with minimal input from myself. It is a sort of therapy to make, for sometimes just a few seconds, my own pattern. To turn the kaleidoscope myself.
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