Weaving Magic
Just a few days ago, I wrote …
& although she scares the BA-gee-gees out of me, there I be, every a.m. entranced by her amazing-ness.
She’s found a new spot to create,
yep
right smack dab on my favorite chimes, but as I EEEK and YIKES and solemnly declare I will never, ever exit the back door ever again as long as she’s within my orbit,
!! spectacular !!
she gifted, as I witnessed the UN-webbing of her web.
(!)
uh-huh, right before my very eyes, she wrapped it, packed it, put it away.
And talk about an epiphany, ’cause until that very moment in time, I hadn’t realized undoing is an every day ritual for some spiders.
WoW-za
So now we’ve found this happy, quiet compromise.
She has the nights to mid-morn, I have afternoons/evenings.
And since I’m convinced there’s a sign of something wonderful happening between this wiggly critter and terrified me, Google, is where I enthusiastically turn …
&
&
yeah-huh
Creative. Energy.
When. The. Sun. Hits.
Everything. You. Do. And. Experience.
Words. Communication.
weeeee.
Another lesson learned, Mama Nature.
& you can live on my porch for as long as you want, Ms. Spider, as you work your magic,
&
I work mine.
YaY.
🙂