I nearly walked into this leaf before I saw it.
It was hanging in mid-air, about my head height, in the middle of the trail I was walking on in Lincoln Memorial Garden. Fortunately, I saw it just before it banged into my nose. I stopped and backed up a bit.
I couldn’t see the silken thread of the spider’s web that was clinging to the leaf with all its might. I could see tiny threads below the leaf and clinging to the stem of the leaf, but my eyes couldn’t resolve the thread at the top of the leaf, stretching some tens of feet above my head to the nearest tree branch.
That was something to take note of and so I did.
It reminded me of the icicle that I caught with my camera, earlier in the year, hanging by a spider’s web thread from a roof overhang of this same garden’s main building and gift-shop.
A sight seldom seen, enjoyed in the moment.