Showing off the leftovers from a balloon I found in the woods the other day. I always wonder what happens to all the balloons that are released during celebrations or competitions and don’t get found. This one didn’t win, I guess. I try to pick litter whenever I spend time in nature, but most often, it doesn’t all fit into my pockets, and sooner or later, I have to start looking away.
Challenge:
To find the right light and angle to give an idea of what this piece of litter once was.
Sound:
The cracking of twigs and leaves beneath my steps and those of deer.
Lesson:
Just grab it somehow and it will arrange in a way that makes sense.
