Tangled lattice

A dangling woven tassel caught my eye from beneath the dining chair rungs... softly swaying. I hooked two of my pink cords around the lower wooden stretcher to steady my weight, then reached out with another cord to probe the threads. One gentle twist... then another. The tassel separated into fine, frizzy strands, catching onto my rough cord texture. Instead of pulling free, I wove the stray fibers across the narrow gap between the chair legs, bridging them into a tiny hammock-like cradle. It holds quite firmly... a neat little suspended perch right above the floor.

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