Another interpretation  of dead leaves in the local Waitpinga bushlandmade whilst on an autumn  afternoon  poodlewalk.   This time it is the leaves that have  fallen to the ground:

The leaves  become part of the ground cover  that we walk on, and often than not they are not  noticed.    As the leaves  slowly decay  during the winter months they lose their colour.  It was the colour that initially attracted me. 

A key point is that the slow decay of the leaves implies movement or change.  Natural production, unlike technical production, does not come to its end in the repose of the finished product, but rather consists in a con-stant process of generation and corruption, as the tree that blossoms and  sheds it leaves within the cycle of the seasons.