Ephemera fades at warp speed during fall in New England. Sometimes one can see each phase of a life cycle within a single fallen leaf.
Photographs and photographers are keepers of otherwise ephemeral memory, both for the person behind the lens and whatever was captured.
I continue to seek out and hoard such images. They seem incomplete unless I can share them. I’m delighted when someone else sees something worth capturing in their unconventional beauty. A partially skeletonized leaf or a rainbow in an oil slick. An arthritic lavender leaf atop a bed of dessicated seagrass.
There’s beauty to be found in redolent colonies of late-season barnacles and in chipped shells and seaweed calligraphy on icy sand. The star shape within a tree trunk’s severed stump. Encrusted docks hauled out of the Atlantic for winter
And there’s a wonder and a comfort in the way such treasures fade and disappear but make their way back, in new generations, for however long anything that dances with light can stay.
Love in the Spaces 
A day is long, it is the years that quickly pass. Sometimes you want to microwave time, but as soon as you do, you’re desperately looking for the pause button… still haven’t found it. I guess photography is the closest we will ever get to a pause button. But, still, it is not the moment… it is representative of a moment… of a feeling… a xerox of beauty, faces, places… Wonderful post and images. Thanks for sharing.
I’ve always appreciated your “ephemeral” moments captured, shared, Stephanie.
A lovely set of ephemeral subjects now captured to be available far longer Stephanie. I loved all of your choices, as always. You have a marvelous talent both for word and image, and a true talent for putting them together. thanks so much for joining us this week.
Fabulous!
A truly wonderful post, Stephanie. Well made up in every sense.