I love falling leaves, and for several seasons now, I've tried to capture them descending with my camera. But something extraordinary happened yesterday: a leaf stalled mid-flight down, right in my yard. It was there, frozen in space, like some fantasy film scene.
Upon closer inspection, I realize it's trapped in a nearly invisible spider's web.
Trapped like this, isolated and dangling, I observe it, capture it on film, and enjoy this moment in time when something falling froze for me.
And I remember that, sometimes, things don't follow the intended or natural path at all. They stay stuck in a moment because there's something here to wonder over and delight in.