I guess you could call it pure stubbornness. The last two leaves that cling to a flowering dogwood long after the rest have flown the coop or dropped to terra firma.
Not ready to give up the ghost, you somehow have to admire their tenacity.
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Ah, I love this! Dogwood is one of my favorite trees...you've captured it's last call of autumn so beautifully!
Yes, Tile Lady. It was it's last defiant stand.
What did Dylan Thomas say, "Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage at the dying light."
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