Today I had an interesting experience with nature. I was out looking for painted rocks. I love these colourful rocks that people paint and leave for others to enjoy. Mostly, I take a picture of the rock when I first spot it, by colour, from a distance. Then I’ll take a close up, and sometimes get a shot of the signed back as well. This way I can later identify and appreciate who did the artwork. I like to give credit to the artists that put so much work into them.
So, this morning the rock I spied was a larger, flat one in interesting diamond shape. It was neatly placed in the indented knot of a tree. I plucked it from its spot, turned it over, to get my picture. That when I noticed a wad of fine white webbing spun over it. Startled, at first, I dropped it on the grass. Instead of following my first instinct to just leave it, I figured I’d best just place it right back where I’d found it. So, I carefully placed it back, with the webbed nest facing outward so some unsuspecting passerby wouldn’t end up with it in their pocket .