Monday, August 09, 2010


Orb Weaver
(Argiope spp.)

I am not sure which member of the Argiope family this splendid Arachnid is, but here she is anyway, suspended like a jewel in her almost invisible silk, and she is probably an Argiope aurantia. Yesterday was dank, overcast and windy, and she was perched upside down on her intricate web in a forest clearing, working carefully and steadily, trying to correct the damage being done to her gossamer creation by the puckish wind. There was Zen focus in her every movement, in every trembling of her delicate web.

Today is the second anniversary of Cassie's trip across the bridge to the Elysian fields, and I am going to be very quiet today - her passing still hurts, and there is never a day when I don't think of her, send her my love and bless her for coming into our lives. The three of us (Himself, Spencer and I) are going for a long meditative ramble through the woods and along the river.

Our little guy Spencer is a jewel too, and like his big sister, Cassie, he is a wise and loving companion.


One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Special thoughts this early morning sent from my woods to you, himself and Spencer as you ramble though the woods and along the river.

Deborah Carr said...

I hear it gets easier with the passage of time. They touch such a very deep place in our hearts with their unabashed love. My girl ages and I know the time of letting go will soon be here. I hope I can survive it.