When my son was only four, almost five, we saw a shrub full of spiders webs.
It had been raining the night before and every tiny web glistened with bright drops of rain. He was fascinated with this and we stopped for a long time, amazed at the different shapes and patterns that the webs made. We were a little late for registration at school, but it really didn’t matter – he still remembers that day and occasionally he will comment on it if we walk up that stretch of road.
This morning I spotted a spiders web on the fence that reminded me of that encounter and I had to smile.