Heading Down

Home to a warm, dry, browning East Anglia from a cooler, green Peak District didn't inspire the camera today. I eventually forced myself to have a look around the garden, where "parachute" seeds of various types trapped in webs seemed to be a recurring theme. I tried capturing them, but then one of the web-builders appeared on the scene, initially hanging upsidedown on a horizontal thread, then dropping rapidly to the centre and on down into the undergrowth. The "hanging" shots just show hairy legs - this is the only one I managed to get of the upper surface before it dropped out of sight!