He fell to the floor in a pool of water, a leaf clinging to his hair.

He found a place just above the crown of brush, where leaves were still clinging even at this late season.

A leaf clung to the ankle of his right boot.

The last leaves clung to the smooth dark bark of the nearest trees.

A wet leaf clung to the sole of his boot.

What few leaves still clung to their limbs were curled there, faded and dry.

In winter, its leaves cling to the branches long after other trees nearby lose theirs.

Also, check shrubbery to be sure there are no fallen leaves clinging to plants; pull them off.

How the dead brown leaves still clinging to the oaks rustled in the windy night!

Huge trees, mostly oaks, a few dead leaves still clinging stubbornly to their branches.