The tale of a year is written deeply upon these elm leaves.
The green and promise of spring, the drought of summer, and now the returning of autumn.
Within these main themes are the individual stories of the many insects that have fed upon them and made them their home.
They hang now, like those musty of flags of ancient parish churches, threadbare and worn, a testament to the tempests they have weathered.
So here they wait, for that last fateful act in their story as leaf, the final zephyr that will part them from this tree for ever.
Photo: Spanish Elm at Saladaviciosa. Courtesy of the author.