I saw the most amazing thing through my kitchen window this afternoon. I’m used to seeing spider webs close to the window, but today I noticed that there was a bee next to the spider. As I watched, the spider started turning the trapped bee over and over again, wrapping it’s silk filament around the bee with every turn.
Once the bee was encased in the silk, the spider started pulling the bee upwards. Within a minute it moved from the middle of the plate glass window to a point where it was out of my sight.
This evening, I discovered that Cee’s Black and White challenge for this week is “Looking Through a Window.” I love the synchronicity.
This gray house has been in my neighborhood for 15 to 20 years, but I still find it strange to see in the midst of houses that were, for the most part, built in the 1920’s or 1950’s.
I spent many years sewing tiny dolls that were sold to support Amma’s Embracing the World humanitarian projects. I wonder if making them again will become part of my retirement activities.
When I returned home the other day, I noticed a glob of black on my house, just above the dying dahlias. It was about 8 feet from the ground. I couldn’t imagine what it was.
As I walked closer, it became obvious.
I’ve never seen a snail 8 feet up the side of a house before!
Cee’s instructions for this week’s challenge are to show off photos that make her need to put on her sunglasses indoors. This gallery contains the photos that I think fit that fun challenge! (The butterfly photo that I use for my gravatar was taken by my friend Sarah Corlett.)
In the early to mid 90’s, I wrote a fun devotional song that my son told me sounded like a sea chantey. Years later, one line from that song would often come into my mind when I went on morning walks. At that point, though, the lyrics were different. They became “Good morning to you, good morning to you, good morning, good morning, good morning, good morning, good morning, good morning, good morning to you.” I would sing the ditty to the plants and trees I encountered on my walk.
Thursday night, we had a big rain and wind storm in Seattle. On Friday morning I went outside to see how the trees fared. I found myself singing that song to each tree along my way.
First I visited the trees in my back yard:
Maple tree, good morning to you!
Holly tree, good morning to you!
Magnolia tree, good morning to you!
Juniper trees, good morning to you!
Blue Spruce, good morning to you!
Next, I walked down to the Greenbelt lot where we’ve been rescuing the trees from blackberry vines and ivy. I was eager to check out what had happened there during the storm. I could tell everything was fine, but it was still windy so I didn’t go as close to those trees as I would have normally. I didn’t want to take any chance that a dead branch would drop on my head.
Cherry trees, good morning to you!
Cedar trees, good morning to you!
Buddleia, good morning to you!
I look forward to seeing who you become now that you are freed from the blackberries. I also look forward to seeing if butterflies flock to your blooms.
Hawthorne tree, good morning to you!
I look forward to seeing what happens now that you have a chance to thrive.
And last but not least, beautiful Alder, good morning to you!
I thoroughly enjoyed my morning visit to each of these trees. Maybe this will become a daily ritual for me!
I wish each of you who read this post a very good morning, no matter what time of day it is in your part of the world.
“The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.” “Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.” “Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.”-William Shakespeare
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