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I remembered the fall leaves I'd pressed in an old phone book as I was trying to reduce a clutter stack in my study. What a nice surprise!
My
glycerin-preserved leaves are lovely, too, but these leaves, pressed for creating framed leaf pictures (I think), are delightfully fragile, with fall color still fresh.
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I thought I'd spread some out in the old berry box on the breakfast table (replacing some very crispy old leaves). A nice bridge from fall to spring.
I love fall leaves, I walk along picking them up not ever knowing what I am gonna do them, but I just can't resist the wonderful colors.
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