September 30, 2022
It’s Friday, and it’s the last day of September. Yesterday I did the annual washing of the windows. While filling my bucket at the faucet beneath the kitchen window, I noticed two leaves floating in the water. Can’t have that now, can we?
I scooped one leaf into my hand, and then the other, flipping them both onto the neighboring Solomon’s Seal.
Which is when I saw that they were’t floating leaves at all. They were two very large, very wet spiders. Apparently I’d caught them napping inside the faucet.
I apologized profusely and handed each of them a tiny, spider-sized towel.
“No worries!” said the smaller of the two, “Just knock before you turn on the faucet next time, ok?”
Of course I didn’t get any of this on camera for you. So instead, let’s marvel at these two photos of bees asleep on flowers, courtesy of Respiteer Kristina’s sisters.
“When every inch of the world is known, sleep may be the only wilderness that we have left.”
I’ll see you in October,