A patch of dirt alongside the trail leading south out of the campground and paralleling the lake. That patch of ground was covered with a strikingly nice mix of dried and fallen leafs mixed with living green leafs, moss, and pine needles.

A cluster of leafs rested in the shade alongside the trail. Most were wounded or sick in some way, making them less attractive than their pure green brethren in the foreground. A leaf analogy for how the sick and malformed are shunned.

Moss had fallen off a tree next to the creek. Here it had landed on a bed of pine needles, twigs, and a pine cone.

As the sun set in the forest, only the narrow and occasional shaft of sunlight would sneak through. Here, a group of leafs from a bush were lit by that late afternoon sun, with the dim forest behind.

Leafs, a few of which were just beginning to change color, created an oddly tense pattern overhead with the sky beyond. This was a very tall tree directly over our campsite.

Blackberry bushes lined the creek bed. An amazing quantity of blackberries were free for the picking. The leafs, here, created a backdrop for the bright blacks and reds of the berries.

Many individual leafs were caught in a bright beam of sunlight as the sun set and was filtered through the surrounding forest. A spot-lit activity briefly seen in the trees overhead as the sun moved relative to the Earth.

On the one side were moss covered pine needles and on the other side were green leafs. In the late evening light, it almost looked as if the two were about to battle each other.

Looking up in the late evening light, a silhouette of tall pine trees could be seen surrounding a campsite. Imagine being lost in a forest and the only light coming from a small patch of sky directly overhead.