While taking my health-giving morning constitutional yesterday I was brought up short.
I spotted a spider-web. A Big Giant Gianormous Shelob-sized Spider Web.
On second glance I saw it was simply a part of a children’s playground. I laughed to myself thinking about Drop Bears and Desert Sharks and how unlikely these cryptozoologic creatures are in a heavily populated area.
Which was fine until I got closer to take the photograph. Then I began to think about so that its prey would not be alarmed.
My mind often wanders into strange fantasy areas. I pulled myself together and took the photo I wanted. Giant Arachnids are only ever in the imagination.
So I walked around to get a reverse shot and was greeted by an unexpected and unwanted sight.
Just a little thing. A little thing with horrendous implications!
My fear was reignited and I backed off very fast. The hair on the back of my neck rose. Just because I suffer from paranoia doesn’t mean there isn’t a giant spider out there eyeing me off. Perhaps that disguise actually works a little too well.
What other explanation could there be when, next to the giant web, there is an abandoned pair of children’s shoes.