Delicate but Tough

Outside my window is an oak leaf rolled into a shape that resembles a chrysalis. It is attached to a tree by either the thinnest of branches or by a spider web. With the wind blowing, the leaf looks like a wind sock. When the leaf is vertical rather than horizontal to the ground it reminds me of one of the three wise men in my parent’s creche. The creche is old and fragile and the figures seem like they could crumble under their own weight.