Beware: Many weaves look alike

Walking home from work last night, I had my mom on the phone. I was telling her, giddily, about my blog dedicated to the weave. She was amused.

Then: "Hold on, Mom — I see a weave." She gasped in disbelief.

I put her on hold, switched iPhone to camera mode, snapped a photo and resumed our conversation.

"What if you're just photographing the same one over and over?" she asked.

A valid concern. Valid, indeed.

Found on Washington Avenue between 14th and 15th streets.