Delicate Beauty

I went out this morning to find that there was a full, complete spider's web built onto the wing mirror of my car.  There is something so intricately beautiful about a spiderweb, especially first thing in the morning when every section is touched by a drop of dew, and the whole thing sparkles in the early morning sun.  It must have been the work of a night - it wasn't there last night when I drove the car in.  I stood for a moment entranced.  It completely covered my wing mirror, and being covered itself in dew or rain, it prohibited my view.  For the sake of the overnight worker, who had carried out this work with such skill, dedication, and beauty, I quailed at the thought of destroying it - but not being able to see what is behind me or to the right does not a safe car journey make, and away it must go.  I captured it, first, but of course my quick photo on the phone didn't in the least do it justice.  What incredible skill was here.  I have worked for days on projects that are far less beautiful - and this creature, one that had already moved on, had left me a gift of beauty that I had to remove.

I felt like I should apologise as I wiped it away.