Twiggy

On my way to work I noticed out of the corner of my eye some unusually arranged twigs, in the base of a dry pond. When I took a step back and looked I saw this charming stick figure.

Some person or persons had put it together very recently. A gust of wind or shower of rain, very frequent of late, would have quickly ruined it.

It was located in a place where few would have seen it, unless walking right next to it.

On the way home that evening I walked past the location again to see whether it was still there. No trace remained.

I was left with the impression that it had been done not for show, but just for the enjoyment of doing it.